We had an enjoyable, though very short, time with Groovy and her husband, and after a lovely breakfast, we headed for Leeds, Maine --
As you can see, Leeds is a very old town. I'd love to know the history, because there is not much left but the golf course, at least that I could discern. The course is located on what used to be a large farm.
The farmhouse is occupied, probably by someone who works at the course.
The barn has been turned into the clubhouse - it was incredibly cold in there, because it's not insulated. But it's a fun place nevertheless.
Kevin had asked me what I would do while they were golfing. I told him not to worry - I'm good whenever I have a book in my hand. It was so very cold that morning, and windy, that I went out to the car, covered up with a blanket we happened to have in the car, and read (when I wasn't dozing).
It wasn't my idea of a good time, but the golfers were really excited as they headed out.
The sun came out around noon and it warmed up nicely. I finally got out of the car and began exploring. First stop, of course, was the ladies' room downstairs in the clubhouse. I thought the decorations were fun --
I couldn't resist taking a picture of these enormous mushrooms - for some reason, they reminded me of Pea's fairy garden.
The course was beautiful - once the sun came out, the players enjoyed themselves ever so much more.
I headed down the country path to explore a bit more - I shot this what I call "typical" old country church in Maine - I love them and wish I'd had time to stop and catch them all.
The really special thing about this golf tournament was the fact that Kevin arranged and organized the event as part of his new position as intern. It has been an all-consuming job since he returned to Maine in early August. He did a super job.
At 3:00 we were treated to a very nice meal prepared by a couple of the students and staff members. We had Chicken Marsala, beef tips, broccoli, biscuits, potatoes, and strawberry shortcake.
Here Kevin is with his friend, mentor, and "boss", Aaron.
Kev and his dad enjoyed playing together so much. It had been 11 years since Kev had played. He remembered the last time very clearly and mentioned several times how wonderful it felt to feel good when he was playing - not to be hampered by drugs in his system. What a blessing!
The icing on the cake was when Kevin got to present his dad with a prize for hitting a ball on a certain hole closest to a certain spot. I don't remember details - suffice it so say that DC won a very nice putter and was honored to shake his son's hand as he accepted it.
Stay tuned for Part 3 - on to Midlife Mom's place --