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Ominous skies.

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July and August are hot and dry months in Maine.

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Our verdant green grass is browning in spots and I’m constantly hoping for rain.

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My flowers are thirsty and I can only imagine how much water our farming neighbor is pumping on his fields.

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With the high heat comes afternoon thunderstorms.

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But not for us.

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We sit on the porch and sadly watch them roll on by.

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Not one drop fell on our property from this boomer.

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Talk about a missed opportunity.

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A happy surprise and a big disappointment on the cliff.

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Continuing on our cliff side stroll, there were warning signs…

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Which my husband always ignores.

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I swear the man has mountain goat DNA.

The views were lovely.

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The wild roses fragrant.

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And full of busy bumblebees.

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It’s a gorgeous walk and I highly recommend it if you’re ever in Newport.

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And though the views were stellar…

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It was what I found around the bend of this tree that made my day.

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A bunny!

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As someone who lives in Maine where bunnies are a rarity….

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This was a very pleasant surprise.

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Up ahead?

The famous 40 steps…

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Which to he honest my husband and I were a bit too foot weary to explore.

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My goal was over there…the section of cliff walk that winds around the back of all the fabulous Bellevue Avenue “cottages” we’d been touring.

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First, a rest room break…

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And an oddly jagged rock wall.

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With a sadly poignant memorial.

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As we made our way to the much anticipated section, my husband stopped to talk.

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And talk, and talk, and talk.

So I quietly slithered away to explore a little further ahead.

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Only to discover the part of the cliff walk I was most looking forward to?

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Was closed for repairs and inaccessible.

A big boo to that!

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The best meal of our trip.

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Since we were back in Tiverton and it was long after lunch but slightly before dinner, we took a chance on the highly rated Boat House restaurant that was too crowded the first time we stopped.

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It really is a gorgeous spot.

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And equally as attractive inside as out, with lovely views from all the tables.

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Which is why we sat at the bar.

*sigh…*

Oh well, my Limoncello margarita was fabulous no matter where I parked my keister.

Reposado tequila, limoncello, lemon, agave. Simple, and delicious.

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A perfect compliment to my Caesar salad with homemade croutons.

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Husband’s seafood chowder was rich and delicious.

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Cocktail #2, and okay… #3 as well… was the Princessa, a bar favorite.

Bacardi Limon, strawberry purée, fresh lemon juice, club soda, mint. Again, simple but fabulous.

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As you know we tend to be picky when we eat out. A place has to check 3 boxes to earn a star from us. Atmosphere, cocktails and food quality.

So far, so good.

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Husband’s filet mignon with burgundy demi glacé, asparagus and garlic mashed potatoes?

Perfection.

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My lemon beurre blanc grilled shrimp , roasted Brussels sprouts and garlic mashed potatoes?

Perfect as well.

And dessert?

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Good grief. Bananas Foster cheesecake with caramel drizzle, banana liqueur soaked bananas, homemade cinnamon whipped cream and chocolate lace.

Be still my heart…. this place was goooood!

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I swear to God I’d be tempted to make the 4 hour drive from Maine just to eat there again.

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Even if I have to fight off all the people who live in this mini mountain of high end condos right beside it.

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Baby chucks discover the deck. And the cat…

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It was only a matter of time before I heard scampering on the deck.

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And once baby chuckies find the deck?

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They’re hooked and treat it like a playground.

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It’s adorable.

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They run and spin like whirling dervishes.

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In and out of the railings, under the grill.

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Until…

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They spot a cat.

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And have to investigate.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was riveted.

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