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If this crowd ever asks you to a picnic, join them.

That would be Mimi, Sir, Mark, Cathy and Mim, accompanied by Frances.  They may not look like much, at least in this photo, but they can spoil a couple of girls like nobody's business.

Last year, on this picnic, the girls went swimming with the aunties.  This year, swimming wasn't even mentioned, but we did go exploring for a bit.  It took us about three minutes to stumble on to a hunting camp site.

My Third Baby

My older two don't like when I coo to it, but they sure don't mind eating it either.

That's right, I love my sourdough starter.  I was gifted a seasonal sourdough cookbook and I've been working my way through the recipes.

In Maine, I made a Tomato and Lebany Galette, a.k.a., a pizza.

Not as pretty as the cookbook's but highly edible.

Sunset

Maine

Chandler wanted to hang out on the swing, but she also wanted to be as comfortable as possible.

See the pillow and blanket?

And then, later the same day, this is me lost on the Canada Cliff Trails.

What's a little pathetic is that this was my second time lost on the Canada Cliff Trail.  The first time, us hikers were completely at fault.  The sign had an arrow pointing the way.  We ignored the sign.  This second time, I think Acadia National Park needs to take a little blame.  One sign said "New Trail," the other said "Old Trail," as though they were equivalent.  The trail we followed led to a camp ground, bus stop and swimming beach.  Not bad, but not the idea either. 

Eventually, we'll get this trail right every time, we just aren't quite there yet.

Ship Harbor, Avec Mim

Using "avec" makes it fancy, and different from the seven other times I've posted pictures of Ship Harbor.

I am again convinced we need to do one new thing in Maine every year.  I will start planning now, in January, so if next summer goes haywire, like 2017 did, I'll have a new location/hike/island/restaurant lined up for exploring.

Yes, More Ice Cream in Bar Harbor

I've lost track of how many times we got ice cream in Bar Harbor this summer.  Four, maybe?

Sometimes I wrestle with the kids' eating habits.  They eat a lot of sweets.  They do.  But handmade ice cream, full of good fat and, this time, tasting of Butterbeer, eaten on the grass in the fleeting warmth?  Man, it's hard to argue with that.

Alewives Fabrics, Where We Take Selfies?

Mim and I drove the kids to Maine.  We stopped on the way at Alewives Fabrics to stretch our legs and drool at the fabrics.  It's possible Frances and Chandler were less interested in the fabric than Mim and I, since I found these pictures on my phone from outside the store.

Never mind.  I got some lovely fat quarters for my never ending Christmas tree skirt project and a Hansel and Gretel kit for Chandler.  Don't tell Chandler.  It's a surprise for her birthday.