A Rainy Drive from Maine to Boston

It is "that time of the year" when we make the trek from Maine to Boston to get away from lots and lots of snow. Some might be wondering "why." Or you could be thinking "they are only going a few hours away......what's the big deal; it snows in Boston too."
Yes; it snows in Boston, but a lot less; and after a storm the snow melts. In Maine, the snow falls and never melts until Spring. The snow just keeps piling up one snow storm on top of the last until you have a five-foot-high snow bank.

This year on our drive it rained the entire time across three states. I took my camera out and snapped a few pictures to let you see...


One of the Maine Turnpike stops in Kennebunk..













Leaving the state of Maine and crossing into New Hampshire





We are approaching what I like to call "The Wishbone Bridge" in Boston






This one is a "joke!" 'Thru traffic' my foot!! We spent at least 20 minutes in this tunnel underpass!!


See what I mean????

Not Much Color This Year in Maine

Usually, Autumn brings wonderful leaf colors in Maine but not this year. I don't know what happened. Leaves stayed green for so long and it seems the changeover took place 'overnight.' Then we had lots of heavy downpours and at night the temperatures dropped resulting in an instanteous leaf deterioration. Some leaves began dropping to the ground and were yellow, while many leaves were still on the trees and green. That's Mother Nature for you during "these times" of the Ascension Process for our Planet. Everything; and I mean EVERYTHING is, has been, or will be affected before all is said and done.

Thank goodness I took photos during the past few years of the splendid colors we usually see in Fall.

The ones below were all I could get this year and were taken a few weeks ago.

Pumpkins and Gourds At the Bates Farm

On the 29th of September, I visited my friend Jill Bates for a long overdue get-together. She and her husband Randy own and run an organic dairy farm. Their daughter Allison helps. It's grueling, labor intensive work that has to be done every single day without fail and they love what they do. I marvel at what they do. Ninety percent of us reading this would not be able to farm; and dairy farming is the most intensive form of all. Twice a day, every day, you have to milk your cows, and time in between milking is spent on feeding them, cleaning up after them, and making sure your grounds are secure so they can't wander off. There is also the process that has to be done after the cows have been milked. The milk has to be properly harvested and stored until the milk trucks come to collect your hard work.

The Bates also plant small crops of potatoes, tomatoes, pumpkins, squash and gourds. Each year after putting aside what they need for canning, they sell their pumpkins, gourds, and squash to the public from wooden wagons in their front yard. Our leaves haven't sufficiently changed color yet for me to take pictures, but their pumpkins, squash and gourd wagons were poised and calling my camera. They were so beautiful I wanted to share with everyone; so here they are in a slide show. I hope you enjoy!