Thanksgiving at Boothbay Harbor, Maine

After having the walloping snow storm yesterday, we woke to wonderful sunshine today.

Top picture shows the pristine snow in our bakyard from our parking lot. 
Next picture is of the Blueberry estate sign where elder Barker lives
3rd picture is of the pond that one of the neighbors dug.  It was a swamp where the springs flowed into, so he dug it out and made a pond.  It is not stocked, but is fed by snow and springs and little streams.
4th pic. is of the Back Entrance to the house.  It seems that in Maine, most people only use their back entrance to get into the house.
the next two pictures are of the plants in the house.  One if of flowers, geraiums etc and the following pic is of her fresh herb garden - Sage, Rosemary, Thyme.
the next four pics are of Boothbay harbor
We then saw this purple psychedelic abandoned church building.  It has been a church at one time and an art gallery another and now it has fallen into dissuse so they said.
the next two are of the bubblegum pink michelin man and her husband.
The number plate on the car sports a Lobster.  Have seen Moose, Black capped Chickadee and white pine, Lobster and University themed plated here.  Love the Lobster one the best.
The next picture is of the Sunset we enjoyed at the end of the day.
The last pic is of the living room at sunset.  We enjoyed this view while Bill played beatles music on the piano and Soren tried to follow along on the guitar.

The Sun came out today in full force and melted the snow off the roadways.  We took advantage of it all and drove down to Boothbay to spend Thanksgiving with Elder Barker and his Wife Anne and son Soren.  They invited some other people over from their ward and we had a great time.  We got there early so Alan suggested that we drive down to Boothbay Harbor to see the ocean.  I am very glad that we did    because the area is very beautiful.  I took a few pictures of the area.  We will go back some other time to visit more places in this part of Maine.  I made a paper pieced bowl for Anne and one of the sisters who was at the lunch, saw it and wants me to go down to their ward to help teach them how to do it.  I will have to make it on a Saturday because to do it one week-night is out of the question.