As someone who has always been enamored by things with a tangible past life, I was excited to stumble upon an old train depot and warehouse in the middle of the New England woods. I’ve seen this place before but had never had the time to really explore the grounds. Over the Labor Day weekend holiday, Joey and I grabbed the camera and headed out to take a look over at this place. We both took some photos, and below are some of the ones that I captured.
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Maine Vacation, Part 1: The cottage.
10 Jul
I started to write this while sitting inside a wooden cottage in the midst of a dense mix of trees that nestle up next to a bay in a part of Maine that should pretty much be Canada. It was my sixth night looking out the windows into complete blackness. Eighteen windows to be precise. And no shades or curtains on any of them. (I realize that in the middle of thirty-eight acres of private forest it is a bit silly to worry about who might be gazing in at me, but that’s just the city in me.)
This first entry about our week away will focus on the property on which Joe(y) and I stayed. We did so many things that I want to write about in detail, that putting it all in one post would be a way to get it all cluttered up real fast. So I’ll be adding posts in the near future about those things as well.
But for now, let’s focus on the cottage:
The Things I Think About 
