Cape Cod Girls

Greetings, all! It has been a while since I last posted, partly because of being busy at work, partly because I spent some time recently in Maine and on Cape Cod, and partly because I've hardly stitched, so bear with my non-stitchy photos, please: Two weeks ago I headed for central Maine (Dexter, which is in the Bangor/Moosehead Lake region). Dexter is a gem of a small town that has undergone a number of economic calamities but is still chugging along. There are some lovely properties that were built around the turn of the century; it is possible to find a very reasonable historic home in this area (heating it in the winter may be a different matter, however). While this home is not for sale, it is typical of many in the area built around the turn of the century. Love the fish scale roof.

I was in Maine for the memorial service of my aunt, who died last January. Here I am with my cousin's sweet boys.

From Maine I headed to Cape Cod. (I so wished I'd had time to enjoy more of Maine.) I didn't get any photos on the Cape, because I was pretty busy with my dad. He has reached a point where it may be necessary to sell his home and place in him in assisted living, so I toured facilities and apartments and talked with Realtors and his care providers. It was a fruitful visit, and I have learned to my relief and surprise that his town has a large number of clean, safe and attractive subsidized facilities for seniors on fixed incomes. Those of you who like redware will recognize the plate in my banner photo, which is by R. Geering, who works and lives in my father's town. Mr. Geering is a kind and very interesting man; he was doing exterior painting at his home when I visited. As you can imagine, his picket fence is not painted ordinary white, but alternates green and white pickets. The script on the plate is "Cape Cod Girls." (Note--it drives me nuts that Blogger does not recognize paragraphs when you put them in. There are three different paragraphs in the above.) I did put some stitches into Peaceful Paradise.

Friday, I headed home--a 12-hour trip in heavy traffic. Yesterday I stopped at the needlework shop and purchased a few charts I've been wanting, then picked up the bunnies, who had been staying at bunny sleepaway camp. Pink says he's pleased to be home. So am I.

Happy week ahead.