The harbor view from the bridge:
Day lilies overtaking an old rosebush:
We admired this old house in the center of town:
We'd spend a lot of time on that porch if it were ours:
Another stately 19th-century house:
We had lunch in a general store, wandered a bit, and got cold drinks for the road in a French pastry shop. (Why didn't we sample their fine display of French and American baked goods? I have no idea. We tend to resolve to be healthy at just the wrong times, and sometimes we actually stick to it for some reason. And my husband had already gotten some ice cream, now that I think of it. But it was poor timing for me.)
On the way home we drove past the often-photographed Wedding Cake House (aka George W. Bourne House), which I'd always wanted to see. It's a Federal house that was "frosted" with Carpenter Gothic details by the original owner, a shipbuilder.