We’re both falling apart at the seams,
and looking at old photos is grim.
But gray hair, no hair, back hair be damned -
For me, there’s no one but him.

To my equal, my match, my love – here’s to forty more!

Warming up with friends across the Square:

Looking:

Measuring:

Hanging:

Downing:

But there was something else of much interest (only) to me in this backyard:

I’ve always loved old cemetaries……part of my slight preoccupation with death, I guess. So this was a fun little nugget to come across.

This was all I could find on a old Foss Family in Saco after 5 minutes on Google. Kinda surprising, actually. But I did see a piece on this group late last year on Bill Green’s Maine. I wonder if they have the scoop.

Of course, there are young children in there right along with war vets. A reminder of a different, harder time.

Memere:

Grampie:

More Memere:

Backyard Football ~ Team Teddy (with Daddy and Mike’s step-son Josh):

Time for Cake:

YUM:

I love Maine AND this hat:

J’s slightly-too-puffy Puffy Jacket:

They started off by saluting the flag:

and going over some ground rules:

The brothers patiently waited.

We saw a heron (?) along the way.

We started off the holiday period in the Capitol of Halloween: Salem.

There was a carnival on the town green that the boys ate up. They especially loved this one, which we had never seen before:

You and a competitor run as hard as you can down your lane and place a velcro thing on top of the divider before you get yanked back by the bungee attached to your waist. Good stuff.

Plus T rode a super-spinny ride with me:

Then on the 30th we had some spooky fun over at my friend Kat’s Halloween party.

And the grand finale – the real action itself. Trick or treat time! (And yes, that IS snow.)

Some neighborhood goodies:

So at Common Ground this fall I snagged a jar of Sparky’s Honey, straight from Hope, Maine. It’s super-uber-delish. Awesome. And honestly? I’ve fallen hard for the packaging. {sucker}

I love the look of the label. Old-school. And I also LOVE that Lois’ carries Sparky’s Honey! Score!! We’ve got a bigger jar now than the first one. But the same label.