Living Like Tourists

Last night was my third trip to the elbow of New England in less than a week.  Is Portsmouth the “elbow” of New England?  I don’t know; I just made that up.  Maybe it’s the wrist, but it’s the place where the Maine vibe ends and the “spirit” of Massachusetts begins.  If you’re traveling northward, it’s where you throw your troubles aside and breathe easy, knowing you’re in “vacationland,” “the way life should be,” or “the land of the holy donut.”  Take your pick.

Since I’m not a long haul trucker, all this time behind the windshield has wiped me out.  I’ve got no Friday morning pillow pontifications.

Fortunately, I got to work in a stop at a favorite place in southern Maine.

Living Like Tourists

Coming up, garage sale next week.  I hope there are no accidents!

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