It was a quick trip, a casual trip, a wanna-be oh-I-do-this-all-the-time-because-I-live-super-close trip.
(Maine is not exactly a hop, skip, and jump away from New York City, but don't let me know that. I am utterly convinced - despite the too-long bus ride - that it is a quick trip. A trip I can make all the time, right?)
So I didn't say much about it and I kind of tiptoed my way in and tiptoed my way out.
But in between?
During those 48 hours I spent in Maine?
Oh, it was the trip of the best sort.
In fact, I was pretty sure my heart was going to burst from happiness.
Maine and I have a bit of a jaded relationship. We're not always the best of friends. But oh, do we know each other. Maine knows me better than I want to admit and I know it better than it wants to admit. We're both a bit stubborn, you see.
But the past weekend I spent in Maine?
Well, it was one of the best. We might have finally hit our stride.
Of course, Nicole and Alivia are two of a handful of people who make time in Maine the best, no matter how Maine and I happen to be getting along at that particular time.
I didn't take a whole lot of photos from the weekend. I was too busy reaching for my friends' hands, sipping margaritas,
dancing jumping around, and eating some of the best food around.
I did take some photos of the Common Ground Fair.
Which is hands-down my favorite fair ever and holds some of my favorite memories ever.
This past trip to the fair was no exception.
Oh, it made my heart happy.