Foreword: Let me preface this by saying that I don’t usually write the blogs. If you’ve been following along for a while, then you’ve figured out this is a two-part team. Usually, Patrick writes the blogs, while I prefer to edit them and add the finishing touches. He writes quickly and with tons of personality. As for me – it takes a lot longer to verbalize my thoughts and deliver them in a way I’m satisfied with. This week I’ve had some extra time on my hands, though, so I’ve decided to give it a go! Let me know what you think. -Madison Picking up where we left off, it was Sunday morning in Portland, and a little too late...
This past weekend, Madison and I were lucky to be invited out to the Centerboard Yacht Club (CYC) for a dual business meeting and club-wide lobster bake! Never ones to say no to L O B S T E R (or a good adventure…), we made it a point to dedicate our entire weekend to Portland. Friday night officially ignited the weekend. After getting off the schooner in Boothbay (my part time job - "a day in the life" blog coming soon) we scurried back to Round Pond to get our new line + decorations, and our display table for a booth at the Yacht Club. Luckily, with my boy scout skills, and a handful of packing suggestions from Daddio, we were...
This weekend, we were graced with a warm and sunny day, here in Maine. It seemed silly to sit inside on a Saturday and do work, so we opted for a day trip to somewhere neither of us had been in a long time. Maybe the glorious metropolis of Portland, or perhaps Freeport to check out all the shops? Instead, we decided to shoot North up to the picturesque home of schooners in Camden.
I like to consider myself an old soul - aweing over old homes, planting flowers in every crevice of my yard, and enjoying life simply. While I love the hustle and bustle (and food!) of the city, there is just something so captivating about small town charm
