But no matter. It's always nice to come home even if Kitty Kitty gives me the cold shoulder. He'll come around in a day or two. Kitties are like that ...
The thing I like best about returning home after a trip is browsing through all the photos taken. It's almost like living the trip all over again. Even months and years later, I will stroll through old travel pics and simply enjoy the memory.
Such a simple pleasure.
Want to stroll with me?
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw three islands in a bay. So with my eyes I traced the line Of the horizon, thin and fine, Straight around till I was come Back to where I'd started from; And all I saw from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood.
It really is like that when you stand on top of Mt. Battie. Such a sight to behold!
I'm not sure who the daddy is to this calf! First brown 'oreo' I've ever seen!
Until then, friends,
(By the way, in many of the photos I have been sharing from Maine, I processed them using HDR. I think it gives them a nice old-time warm feeling of such a beautiful part of the country.)