All the leaves are brown.  And the sky is grey.

I’m Wells Beach dreaming, on such a winter’s day.

I don’t know about you, but day after day of below-freezing temperatures has me longing for summer something fierce.  Cozied up in my sweatpants with a hot cup of coffee in hand, what better time than now to relive the rest of our summer vacation?  You can read all about the first half of our trip here.

Let’s journey someplace warm, shall we?

Fare thee well, my beloved Wells Maine.  May these warm memories remind us that sun kissed days will be awaiting after the thaw.