Arlene’s college and grad school roommate Judy finally had a weekend free to come up to our place in Maine. I neglected to get any pictures of Judy herself. We hung around our place most of Saturday, going down to the association beach for a while around noon and taking our canoe out for a lovely paddle down a nice part of the Heath that’s filled with lily pads and pickerel weed, just right for canoe water.
On Sunday we drove up Bell Hill to see the meeting house there
and look around the graveyard.
A flock of turkeys was walking past a house just down the road.
From there we went out to Oxford for fish & chips at the Lost Gull,
over to a couple of antique stores (the one across the street from the Lost Gull was set up to look almost like several rooms in an old house, except for the laptop computer on the otherwise 1940s dining room table), and finally over to Poland Springs.
It was pretty late by the time we got to Poland Springs. The little museum of bottled water was closed (and more seriously, the restrooms were closed). There was a water vending machine outside the museum. I guess when you have one product, you set all ten buttons of the vending machine to sell that.
Last time Arlene was over at Poland Springs she found where to go to see the view. It’s by the parking lot for the golf course. I’ve never taken an impressive picture of a view of mountains in the East. Here’s at least a look at the bandstand at the Poland Springs Inn. Oh, and the restrooms at the golf course clubhouse were still open. We were in much better moods on the way home from there.
