The week before our own wedding, we traveled to the Northfork of Long Island for a wedding. This bottle of chardonnay came home with us from The Old Field in Southold. Tonight it was the perfect end to the first week back to work after a honeymoon I already miss.
We fell in love with Ken Follett when we read the prequel to World Without End last year, Pillars of the Earth. It took Follett nearly 20 years to write the sequel, but we have fingers crossed a third one materializes in our lifetime.
I have no idea what these purple flowers are, but since arriving home I have seen them everywhere. I pulled over for a closer look this morning on my way to work. They smell as lovely as they appear.
I remembered this evening why we fell in love with this place while hunting for somewhere to live. It’s hard to have a bad day with the lake for a backyard. And tonight’s sunset? Positively breathtaking.
The drive home took longer than we had hoped. It was bittersweet to arrive. We’re both sorry to have left Bar Harbor, but so happy to be reunited with our black lab, Nina. She has been with me nearly every day since I adopted her in 2005.
These silly little bride and groom doggie chew toys were a wedding gift to Nina from her Aunt Cheyanne, one of my BFFs from college.
Before today I had never been sea kayaking. We went for a 5 mile kayak tour today, paddling in a 16′ tandem kayak. Afterward we made it up to Cadillac Mountain just in time to see the sunset over Eagle Lake. Tomorrow morning we begin our return journey home.
Tonight we made sure to save enough appetite during the day to partake in a traditional Maine lobster bake for dinner. A whole lobster, salt potatoes, corn on the cob, clam chowder and blueberry pie. Needing to walk it off, we wandered out along the sand bar that connects the village of Bar Harbor to Bar Island. At high tide the sand bar is completely submerged under several feet of water.
Today started of rather cold and rainy, but ended up being spectacularly sunny. We wandered into a coffee shop with great rocking chairs posing as an internet café with stacks of dusty board games. While there, I continued my love affair with blueberry soda.
I have fallen in the love with the shore path that winds along the far eastern edge of town. It’s dotted with beautiful old homes, incredible gardens and rocky beaches. We walked it for the second or third time this morning, coffees in hand and content after a breakfast of blueberry muffins fresh from the oven and baked with local wild blueberries.
We came to Maine with the intention of hiking and today we did just that. We started the morning at the summit of Cadillace Mountain and then covered the 3+ mile Ocean Trail. We lunched on the pink granite rocks jutting out over Thunder Hole and then trekked around Eagle Lake, a near 7 mile loop.
