In late September, as always, we attended the Common Ground Country Fair. While we've always enjoyed the fair, tremendously, this year filled us with an even greater sense of belonging and purpose, as with every workshop and talk attended, with each purchase of art or handcrafted item, we were doing it with the farm in mind. This year, we attended the fair as beginning farmers. We spent two afternoons discussing goats and attended two talks on poultry and one on heritage pigs. I fell in love with a donkey, and learned that they are great guard companions for goats, so that sounds like a win win plan. We closed a circle, in some ways, as it was just last year's fair that we attended a farm management talk. What changes a year can bring.
On the way to the fair.
![On the way to the Common Ground Fair - Blessed Mabon #maine](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7431/9852884464_8469c9d275_z.jpg)
Guinea fowl talk.
![I kick hippies. #cgcf2013 #commonground](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3798/9844657265_f69e00ab0b_z.jpg)
Sandor Katz keynote.
![Sandor Katz](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3764/10560357823_53a72b1df7_z.jpg)
The goat talk. This wicked chill goat herder recommends three types of Swiss dairy goats - Oberhasli, Toggenburg, and Sannen. Good to know.
![talking goats](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3805/10559874153_3956139b37_z.jpg)
Pie Cones.
![Pie Cone Reunion #cgcf2013 #commonground](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5486/9844719735_9aa07a859a_z.jpg)
Late Friday afternoon crowds.
![the fair](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7451/10560085496_bc52cf76d5_z.jpg)
![food glorious food](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5511/10560084464_65f3e422ba_z.jpg)
The food.
![flatbread](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7389/10560020976_f1f585afb2_z.jpg)
![cinnamon popcorn](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7350/10559991366_e155b9afa3_z.jpg)
Olivia's friend Iris came and stayed with us for the fair.
![Saturday morning](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3704/10559969984_755a06ab55_z.jpg)
![high fives all around](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3805/10560054503_6e27a0edf1_z.jpg)
![Certified organic. Iris and Olivia. Maine style. #commonground #cgcf2013](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3819/9883326936_477d31d6ca_z.jpg)
And we visited the Taproot booth some, and had a good chat with Amanda about living with in-laws (and goats), and we met artist Phoebe Wahl. (Dear Santa, Phoebe prints under the tree and on our farmhouse walls would be wonderful.)
The animals.
![llama parade](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2809/10560094454_dcfec7b3ab_z.jpg)
![thirsty pig](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3729/10559763286_ac065f44c7_z.jpg)
![napping pig](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5479/10559791384_49aaae0cd0_z.jpg)
![rooster](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5525/10559687156_728017ca44_z.jpg)
![hello goats](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5532/10559594185_db8162c8a2_z.jpg)
![Talking to cranky alpacas at the fair. #commonground #cgcf2013](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5479/9883281473_bf7fabd0da_z.jpg)
The harvest.
![Bahner Farm](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3738/10560150893_2119a37a35_z.jpg)
![farm market](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5477/10559885624_2501155cf0_z.jpg)
![squash](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3781/10559834216_aeaf658603_z.jpg)
![organic](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3763/10559841374_fac8723d78_z.jpg)
Adam volunteered at the MOOMilk booth for a second year.
![Adam volunteering at MOOMilk](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2827/10559641355_4b5930cb8b_z.jpg)
The weather. We were either getting sunburned or soaked, sometimes simultaneously.
![too warm Olivia](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3798/10559547636_27cd722f00_z.jpg)
![Alex <3](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2861/10560109136_7c9c470959_z.jpg)
![clouds roll in](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3743/10559621235_d587bd1984_z.jpg)
![Iris and Adam talk with the goats](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7345/10559864473_b59789c03e_z.jpg)
![Saturday morning sunshine](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5540/10559627824_8a6ee2d900_z.jpg)
![evening](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2854/10560017214_b36eb3b454_z.jpg)
It was another good fair. It was really busy on Friday and Saturday, and rather warm, however, so despite Sunday's rain, we enjoyed the much more quiet pace and smaller crowds on our final day.
In early October, we took a break from all of the house painting, and we piled into the van one morning for a leaf peeping road trip. Within an hour (an hour!), we were in Castine, the town in which I lived from ages 5-8. It's so amazing to be in the midcoast region of Maine, where we do our grocery shopping in Belfast and the towns of Blue Hill (ages 3-5) and Castine, that have forever shaped me, are literally, just down the road. We've taken the kids to see these towns before, but they were pretty young, then. We also went onto Deer Isle and into Stonington, before heading back home. Showing my children all the places that feature so strongly in my memories and stories, that still have such a powerful hold on me, gave them a better sense of how such a thing happens. The landscape, the shore, the scent, the streets, all of it still shines so brightly. Memory lane, indeed.
The Backshore, Castine
![Backshore, Castine](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3711/10697600065_61ae93d4b9_z.jpg)
![the Back Shore road](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2893/10697632964_a682a8cd8d_z.jpg)
![at the Back Shore](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2886/10697640376_7b228d8647_z.jpg)
![taking down my memory lane](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2825/10697793143_cae394a990_z.jpg)
The Castine harbor docks
![the docks at Castine harbor](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3666/10697606316_a959c5aa2c_z.jpg)
![Castine harbor](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7305/10697750273_b393e2f5e0_z.jpg)
![Down at the Castine docks. #myoldhometown #maine](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3781/10127046854_02fc9c1fbe_z.jpg)
Adams School, where I attended K-3.
![Adams school](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7428/10697528826_a3d26b3f53_z.jpg)
![the same swings](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5471/10697652123_9223984ffb_z.jpg)
![memory lane](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5522/10697395144_676ce4c2d7_z.jpg)
The homes my family rented and the streets on which we lived, in the late 1970s.
Court St.
![I lived here for two years](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7392/10697356524_da68ac7fdf_z.jpg)
![looking towards Water St.](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2812/10697320195_e3408d9059_z.jpg)
The Manor Inn. (It was full of raccoons and mold and it was slowly sliding down the hill, then, but still glamorous and amazing and special in all its neglected shabbiness.)
![The Manor Inn](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3778/10697339756_95df6de45b_z.jpg)
![drive up to the Manor](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3742/10697294536_db928c5712_z.jpg)
![Manor Inn views](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7293/10697265186_0401ed4fa0_z.jpg)
Spindrift, on Dyce's Head.
![I used to live here, too](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5484/10697208216_8786ccfdf7_z.jpg)
![shivers of memory](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3817/10697176076_7cdd44669e_z.jpg)
Our neighbors, on Dyce's Head.
![Dyce's Head](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3784/10697141434_8471f14794_z.jpg)
![Dyce's Head](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5478/10697312973_494c487abc_z.jpg)
![autumn at Dyce's Head](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2836/10697136903_5b35b87dd8_z.jpg)
![down the cliffs](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3818/10697230893_2c69c0cf60_z.jpg)
![stairway down](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7343/10697000854_485beefd2e_z.jpg)
In town, Castine.
![Santa lives here](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3760/10696889256_3dd7499a1c_z.jpg)
![Emerson Hall](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7369/10697551784_137d31fafa_z.jpg)
![Castine Common](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7391/10697717093_f019410fe4_z.jpg)
After lunch in Castine, we drove into Blue Hill. We didn't spend any time downtown, as roads were blocked for some kind of thing involving public works and firetrucks. So we went to the park and then to Blue Hill Falls.
![Blue Hill Bay](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3690/10697052943_3e6724a538_z.jpg)
![Blue Hill Falls](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7308/10696802706_fefca42893_z.jpg)
![Blue Hill Falls](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5519/10696779296_2d41b0777a_z.jpg)
From there, we crossed into Deer Isle and we continued on to Stonington. Here's a thing about me - I've long been bridge phobic, which is called gephyrophobia. And when I was little, say ages 3-5, we used to cross this bridge fairly often. This bridge is quite large and curves upwards, and it has a blind hill as you approach it. Also, this bridge was often closed due to strong winds and icing and swaying. It also had stability issues when it was first constructed. One winter, my mother had to take a ferry to work instead of cross this bridge, due to all that swaying and all that icing. Did I mention galloping, because this bridge has done its share. But it's an irrational phobia, right? Hey, I'm working on it. I took these photos and I didn't even cry. But you can't convince me that this bridge isn't a little intimidating, with its narrow two lanes.
![Gephyrophobia and Me Part II - this bridge has terrified me since I was a child. #maine](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7372/10126932754_85c1f82cd3_z.jpg)
Deer Isle, on the other hand, is magical and fairyland-like.
![Deer Isle](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7328/10696755246_50c22d640e_z.jpg)
![Deer Isle](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3763/10696691826_54e773677b_z.jpg)
![Deer Isle](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3771/10696668706_803aede991_z.jpg)
![Deer Isle](http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7391/10696637876_dab8a2c4ff_z.jpg)
![LL Bean probably should just hire her, already. #maine](http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2852/10130093184_062324aca9_z.jpg)
![Deer Isle](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3763/10696681466_67a06e1384_z.jpg)
![I'm damn lucky. #husband #love](http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5494/10130271856_feb89f2e34_z.jpg)
![Stonington](http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3780/10696758753_3f99c6195e_z.jpg)
By Stonington, we were losing our daylight and anxious to cross back over the bridge before dark, so back we went. I think we'll explore these corners of Maine more frequently now that they are just an hour or so away. The Common Ground Country Fair, too, is a half hour drive away, and Alex only just spent last weekend up at MOFGA taking a chainsaw safety course. Earlier this month, too, we were in Camden to present at our second Maine Unschooling Mini Conference, and we are only an hour from there. Twice a month, we'll be in Rockland, also an hour away, for something Olivia is doing (for another post). Everything that we love about Maine feels so central to us and it feels right. It truly feels like home. We drive around in neighboring towns and it's all so familiar to us. We used to live in Union, not twenty minutes from the farm, and so we know that area and we take our recycling to that transfer station. These are places we remember.
It feels like coming full circle, is what it feels like.
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