As it turns out, there’s more to this beauty of a state than just charming ole Portland. About 45 minutes north (on a bus, until I get my truck in two months), is a little mill town set on roaring rapids and nostalgia. Gardiner, Maine is a-goddamn-dorable. Water Street, which heads up to the ultra-hip frenemy town of Hallowell has a collection of cute shops, local bars (The Depot), a delicious burrito place (Lisa’s), and the world’s most authentic diner car (A-1 Diner). Not to mention my Maine besties and their cute-as-pie little miss live there. There are farms, abandoned mills, beautiful broken-down gothic victorian homes, and a small-town charm that rivals even Capeside from Dawson’s Creek.
Did I just say that out loud? Moving on!
Bonfires, cows and dogs… I’ll let the photos speak for themselves, but if you are as in love with revitalizing vintage towns as I am, my friend Meg is the coordinator for Gardiner’s Heart & Soul project – getting the people involved in the shaping and future of the community – and you should definitely spy what they’re up to. A good cause for a small town that’s ripe for a renaissance!
In the words of this most adorable tiny miss whose dad delivers baby cows on the farm nearby,
“Everybody scream, BABY COWS!”