More from our trip up the coast. We took Jackson across the bridge into Maine and went on a hike. We stumbled upon this picturesque country estate of a shipping merchant named Jonathan Hamilton. It was situated on a bluff and we were the only ones there except for two runners who came through. The grounds were well-kept and beautiful. I asked Jeff to snap a few shots of this old black house on the grounds. {Mental note: Paint house black in next life. It's so cool.}
Jackson had so much fun crawling around in the grass. We felt like we were Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton hanging out on our front lawn and enjoying the view...then we woke up and went to eat some lobster;)