Maine Summer

I've been back from my 4th of July in Maine for nearly a week, and that feeling of slow life by the ocean is still lingering as I make my way through my normal Brooklyn life. I'm trying to conjure that cool Atlantic air through this horrible muggy heat. It was the most wonderful trip, full of bowling, small town fireworks, thousands of little white moths, leaping with a scream into the ice cold ocean, sunburns on white legs, and a magical foggy day on Bailey's Island. We didn't take many pictures, but Dylan managed to remember to take a few with his trusty iPhone from Bailey's Island.

We also came back (surprise surprise) with loads of antique loot, I'll post our findings later this week.