So apparently a long weekend in Maine is a thing New Yorkers do in the summertime. I knew this, vaguely, from the five summers I’ve been here, but it really became clear this month. Once I was planning a trip to Maine, I started noticing other people were going there too – from NYC bloggers I follow to several of my coworkers.
I’ve been back from Maine for a week and a half and it feels like much longer. I was only there for four days, but I can’t wait to go back. I want to share more with you about the trip, some of the places we went and things we did, but my bandwidth isn’t quite up to that yet. I’m recovering from this whirlwind of a summer — I would say “how is it almost September already?” but I basically said that last summer, too, so let me just leave you with one gorgeous image from Maine. My mom’s guidebook said that something like 80% of first-time visitors return to Maine, and I can see why. I can’t wait to go back. …did I say that already?
I spent a few hours this weekend outside. I know, I should’ve spent the WHOLE weekend outside, but I got a little caught up in migrating this blog over and, well, time got away from me. It was gorgeous out, and I think (knock wood!) that the spring weather is finally here to stay. I was optimistic enough to buy sunscreen when I was in Rite Aid the other day!
I’ve been trying to take my new (to me) DSLR camera out with me when I have time to ramble around. I still have a ton to learn! I’m really excited to be taking a beginner’s photography class next month so that I can actually learn about aperture and f-stops and exposure – all things I probably learned in my high school photography class, with regular SLR cameras and film, but which I’ve forgotten over the last decade.