Top of Stairs

We spent the weekend in Ogunquit at the Hartwell House Inn, a B&B that evokes a time past. All the rooms were named after people that I was familiar with except ours. Our room was called the Susan B. Littlefield and even after a little research that stated she was born in 1817, I'm drawing a blank. This painting on the second floor landing outside our room is of her. We arrived Friday evening unpacked and headed to an Irish pub we spied on Route 1. After a wonderful omelet breakfast Saturday morning, we were off to investigate the Kittery outlets and then back for the rest of the afternoon, walking and checking out the shops in Kennebunkport. Sunday morning we woke to fog and drizzle, so we headed to Perkins Cove and watched the surf pound and nearby restaurant personnel securing and 'battening down the hatches' for the approaching Sandy. After that and a quick tour of some shops in the town of Ogunquit, we decided to head back home and do a bit of securing of our own, chairs off the deck, lawn furniture brought in, generator gassed and at the ready and basically anything loose picked up. Sandy's coming, and I think we're ready.