Sniff, Sniff

Dear Diary,

This little piggy went sniff, sniff, sniff all the way home!  The little cast iron pig with tiny wings was given to me by a student teacher I was supervising years ago as a thank you gift at the end of her internship.  It sits on the top step of the terrace garden and I love the way it looks like it is smelling the flowers.  Of course, Black Eyed Susan's don't really smell much but perhaps Porkette can smell something.

A busy day of preparation for tomorrows 4.5 hour ride north.  Maine is such a big state and I will be heading "Downeast".  That's what we call the north east part of Maine on the coast.  It looks like perfect weather for my short visit too and I am grateful.

My parents would always spend a least one week each summer on the coast of Maine.  It was my mother's favorite vacation spot.  Seventeen years ago this week my late husband and I honeymooned in Bar Harbor, Maine.  I've traveled all around the world and the rugged seacoast of Maine is still one of my favorite spots on earth.