Maine photos

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We're back. And here are some photos of our trip to Maine.

The dump at Boothbay Harbor is quite an odd place. There's all sorts of stuff there, and a lot of it is free for the taking. Teri likes to check out the huge bin of catalogs and magazines that they have there. Next to that bin are some memorable cutouts. If you were wondering, the ballons say "Don't" "Go" "There".

I love the bookstore at the library in Boothbay. Why? Well, for one thing, the books on the porch are a dime each - ten for a dollar! And for another, since the porch is out in the open it's basically never closed, unlike the main store inside. But I must admit that the selection isn't always great. In this case, the mystery appears to be the location of the Mystery books.

Sebastian loves the Boothbay Railway Village. It's no Edaville (that is, Edaville as it was when I was a kid), but it is pretty great. Here's the train that we ride on. It's a short loop, about a ten minute ride at most.

Here's the covered bridge towards the end of the loop.

One of the sheds at the museum has several machanized fables; press a button and they move. The Lilliputians in this case look remarkably modern, don't you think? Very Industrial Revolution.

If you were to step out of the mecha-fable shed and look left, you'd see the loop train pulling into the upper station at the crossing, above.

At the top of the loop there's a museum of antique cars. A few of them sit outside the museum, in front of an equally old-fashioned...thing. I'm not sure what it is, to tell you the truth.

When we got home our old cat Sam was waiting patiently for us (as was our less-old cat Baby). I was surprised to see how well Sam looked. He's twenty years old, which is damned old in cat years, and he has been getting somewhat feeble lately. But I'd set up a water fountain for him before we left, and apparently that made it a lot easier to get all the water he needed. He looked several years younger after only a few days of unlimited drinking. He likes fresh running water, you see.

But we did need to take him for a visit to the vet. Across the street from the vet is a mosque. It made a kind of interesting shot, so I took a picture. There was no one around to object.

And that's the story!