These houses, churches, and other scenes were all on back roads. The Big Blueberry was on Rte 1, in blueberry country (which, pretty much, is all of Maine). The scenery changes at every curving turn in the road and neither of us tire of looking at it. Whether it's a bay, a river, a stream, a forest, a meadow from which we expect to see deer or moose any minute, it never gets old.

Today it was a bit cold, but that's a good thing. It just got finished raining tonight and the fog rolled in a couple of hours ago. Looks like it might rain almost every day, off and on, this week, but that's okay. We have plenty of things to do since the rain doesn't stop us from doing anything.

Last night, again, we were awakened by the noisy raccoon (screeching). This morning when we awoke, we saw that the raccoon had scratched out a hunk of the huge picnic table next to the deck. What he was after, I'll never know. The picnic table was pretty wet from all the rain and moisture, so I never heard it going crazy last night.Bob woke me up to show it to me, but by the time I got out of bed and over to the window it was gone.

Today, by the side of the road, Bob saw a turkey vulture and did a Bat turn so I could see it. It was feasting on a road kill--a raccoon, so it let us get pretty close--not close enough for Bob to get a good picture, but close enough for me to study its sad eyes through the binoculars.

When we came home, I had work to do for MH--I'm hoping to finish most of it this week so I can relax a little and exercise more. Today's WOD was 5 rounds of 10 burpees, 10 handstands against the wall, 10 situps and 10 medicine ball walls (or whatever it's called). Something tells me that I have to start doing more repetitions as it seems easier (though I sweat and breathe hard). I don't want to cheat myself.

Last night Sean tried a family SKYPE. Love that kid and all our kids' love of family. Wish we were all closer. I'd love for them to share this cottage with us and enjoy these adventures. Maybe someday!