“Come on, let’s go!” sez I.
“Where to?” queries the hubby.
“I don’t know, somewhere.”
And so starts an adventure down Maine’s back roads of which there are many.
It doesn’t take long to get away from the populated midcoast and into the country where it quickly becomes more rural. Gone are the rocky cliffs and views of the sea. Replacing them are barns
and farm equipment
and bales stacked for winter feeding.
Sea sounds are replaced by babbling brooks
and even on the back roads are signs of Patriot enthusiasm. New England is crazy about the Patriots and the Red Sox!
It’s no surprise to come across a roadside cafe filled with locals speaking with thick Maine accent and featuring home cooked comfort food. Hmmm, love those biscuits.
Here and there is a farm stand is selling the last of the season’s produce as well as whatever else is on hand.
With the season winding down, shopkeepers take a more leisurely approach to being open. I thought this would be a fun place to browse, but that will have to wait until another day.
Out here in the country, it’s possible to get lost, but I guess road signs will get you back to somewhere. I’m thinking there needs to be an arrow pointing to Houston!
So much for today’s exploration. I hope you enjoyed it, too.
i so appreciate your visit and the comments you leave behind
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