Okay, so this is way, way overdue, as my dear sweet wife has so frequently (albeit politely) reminded me. Do you remember that wedding thing we had last year around August? Well, shortly thereafter my beloved Rebecca and I hitched aboard a Boeing 737 bound for the tropical paradise of Maine. The result? One week of nostalgia, candle-lit dinners, and breezy coastlines. I invite you to come back with me to a little place called love (actually it's called 'New England' but 'love' sounds catchier, and it was our honeymoon so I'm contractually obligated to act gushy anyway).
For those of you who are only familiar with Maine as 'that place up there,' allow me to intoduce you:
Beautiful, isn't she?You may or may not be aware that I used to live in Maine. It's definitely the kind of place that sticks with you...for obvious reasons.
What you're seeing here is an image from Schoodic Point, just north of Mount Desert Island (ie. Bar Harbor) about half-way of the state's coastline. This is literally my old back yard. If you turned the camera 180 degrees and got rid of the trees you could see my house. An interesting little factoid: see that hill looking thing in the background? That's Cadillac Mountain, and it's the very first place the sun hits the continental U.S in the morning. Amongst other things, Rebecca and I woke up at 4:30AM to drive up to the top and spend a romantic morning watching the sun rise over the ocean. Just lovely.
Speaking of houses, this is mine. Or rather, it was mine. Originally built by J.D. Rockefeller as one of his many summer homes, the mansion was subsequently requisitioned by the Navy (after building an exact duplicate for Rockefeller across the bay) and became quarters for military personnel attached to NSGA Winter Harbor, the base over which my Captain (Ret.) Dad used to be CO. We lived in the West Wing. Pretty rad, ja?
And what would Maine be without lobster boats? Here you see them, gracefully bobbing up and down in their uniquely odorous kind of way. Oh, and that lighthouse behind them is called 'Prospect Harbor Lighthouse.' Technically, it's part of a military installation and you're not allowed to take pictures of it, lest the photos be leaked to the Russians and they steal all of the state's important lighthouse secrets. But we 
took one anyway. And here's a photo of the super-secret satellite station too, just for good measure. Mwahahahahaha!!!Maine's not all rocks and water though. It also has trees, moss, and ferns that smell wonderful and will take your breath away (because they're toxic to eat). Have you ever seen the Calvin and Hobbes comics where they're riding in their wagon down an epic landscape full of trees, ponds, and treacherous morasses? Maine is like that. Here's proof.
That's just me, tra-la-la-ing along my merry way. It's hard not to tra-la-la when the air around you is filled with the scent of cedar and balsam fir. Nowhere in the world will you find a country that smells better than Maine. Go ahead, I dare you to try.
And here's a picture of Rebecca looking super cute. Yeah...I did good.And that concludes the tour for today. In closing, I leave you with a picture of a scary tree.
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