This weekend was a lovely muddle of happiness. It was a weekend of brisk, crisp Fall air that sent us searching for our scarves. It was a weekend of thousands of crunchy, headdress-wearing, pie-cone eating, very happy Mainers. It was a weekend of wonderful, wonderful friends. These friends actually visited us in Fairfield, (read: middle of nowhere) Maine and talked with us late into the night (read: past 9 pm) about our collective dreams.
The photos speak for themselves. Until next year, Common Ground!
Piping hot and sour-sweet apple cider. The perfect way to sweep us into Fall.
Sheep-dog herding demo. They’re AMAZING!
The happiest of sheep.
A real-life pig pile!
Tiny house inspiration…
Trevor wows the crowd with a 15 foot hammer hit!
Deep-fried clam bellies…a New England tradition.
My happy place.