The state of Maine.
Big topic for a little blog post about Maine. The state up here in the upper right hand corner of the nation. Parked on the Canadian border. Where no, it is not dangerous living this close to Canada.
But back to Maine.
Just how to sum up the entire state to someone that had never set foot here?
Spending time under a rock and out of the loop.
With no knowledge from a hairdresser or barber that tout the facts, figures and spread the myths like an expert.
That never motored across the big green bridge or set down, landed in a silver bird in Vacationland.
The links to Maine to drill down into subjects have to be in the blog post. To expand when something that interests the blog post reader seeking information on Maine can do just that. With a tap tap, toggle.
More than pass the green lobsters that turn red with the steam bath.
Or slicing into a baked potato, tackling a hot slice of blueberry pie. Yes please. Two scoops of the home made, hand cranked ice cream drizzling, riding high wide and handsom. A top that pleasure wedge please.
The small town community events, the grange hall or church suppers. Those public gatherings small towns pour their heart and soul into is where you meet the neatest local people.
Like this Maine farmer with a red addiction.