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!

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Tiny house inspiration…

Trevor wows the crowd with a 15 foot hammer hit!

Deep-fried clam bellies…a New England tradition.

My happy place.