Let's admire some of the homemade offerings next to the cash register at Gott's Store in Southwest Harbor:
I resisted all of that high-powered yum only because I was already weighed down with a slab of carrot cake. (Cakes, pies, and puddings are in the fridge section.)
Check out this hilarious homemade musical commercial for Gott's. It made me laugh and then it made me desperate to go back there. They are open from 2:30 am to 11 pm, so if we left now, we could have cake for breakfast. ("Or crab rangoon in a wonton shell...")
I also miss the pool. Those are my footprints heading into the hot tub. Sigh.
I didn't see a really great pink sunset in Southwest Harbor, but at least there was this:
I use the ladder to the loft in our bungalow as shelves. You can see my trusty "travel iron," the green spray bottle, which usually goes to Europe with us but came to Maine by accident. I mist wrinkled clothes and hang them in the bathroom when we shower. Mostly we just look rumpled, which is fine in Maine unless we are going to an art show or a fancier dinner. And yes, I packed an owl. And there is a stack of New Yorkers.