Amy takes down the hops as part of the closing up for the season.

Fall golf in Maine means one thing...frost delays. Here we wait on the morning sun to chase away the chill and the moon at Spring Meadows in Gray.

The kids went apple picking. We made apple pie and stuffed squash. A protoypical fall pairing.

Enjoying some upgrades to The Little Terrace after a day of puttering.

Amy has italian roots and that means as soon as the weather turns, out come the pastas!

Unlike the last one, this one was also stunning to the naked eye.