The only two left here are Karen from Virginia and myself, who will be sharing a ride and making our way down to Portland for our respective flights out tomorrow afternoon.
There has been a long afternoon nap.
There has been some sewing of pieces while watching the swirl of snow flurries from the large picture windows of the inn, with Saddleback Mountain in the distance.
Yes, the mountain tops are showing white with a dusting of accumulation.
We are enjoying some toe warming in front of the roaring fire built in a rustic stone fireplace that dates back to the 1920s.
One more night tucked under trunk show quilts, and we will wave goodbye to this idyllic spot and make our own journey toward home.
Thanks for a great and memorable weekend, Rangeley! You won't soon be forgotten!