Well presented on this rental site. No need to go into Portland, with Kate's butter, above the dam jam (blueberry), and great English muffins from C-salt serving as our daily breakfast and more than enough hardware to cook. Sit at this dinner table, and be amazed at the view.

Still too much of a tourist to have avoided LL Bean and Boothbay and Kennebunk, but oh well, next time we'll just be able to sit here and watch the bay. I suppose master bedroom is downstairs, but we picked upper bedroom with nice deck and opened the sliding doors to hear the surf and smell the air. Abandoned by our family who should have filled the house, we did go into Portland for dinner, at Fore Street, but found the Black Point Inn equally creditable, and enjoyed the anti-lobster (turkey!) at the Good Table. As we left foliage was near peak, though still green in Boston. All of Boston was heading North to leaf peep. Dirt road and woods makes it seem so much more secluded than it is in reality, and we loved that part of the approach. Say hello to Izzy, a puppy nearby.