Celebrating Monson

Monson is a very small town right in the middle of Maine on the shore of Lake Hebron.  It's the last...or the first town on the Appalachian Trail and the beginning or the end of the 100 Mile Wilderness....depending on which way you're going. My nephew hiked the trail several years ago...and for him it was the last town and the end of the wilderness.

Monson is becoming a bit of an arts community and has been the recipient of grants from the Libra Foundation which looks for "innovative ways to enrich Maine, empower communities, and enhance the quality of life of all Maine citizens." Grant monies are being used to revitalize the town improving homes and businesses.

We were able to walk into Monson while we were at the lake....and this quaint little town with scenic views of the water along the main street was just delightful. 

We wandered into The Lily Cat....a charming antique shop that was beautifully organized....a real treat for this collector.  Because we had walked into town.....none of us had any money and unfortunately this was the only day they were open while we were there.

What struck me the most about the store was how neat and tidy it was despite the fact that is was chocked full of antiques and collections.  Makes me hopeful for my studio.  

I'm always drawn to glassware and bottles displayed in windows....

...or lined up on shelves.

And buttons....oh the buttons. There were buttons in cases...jars...tubs and tins.

As a matter of fact there was a whole wall of buttons. I'm quite fond of buttons so I was like a kid in a candy store....with no money for a treat.

It was a delightful visit to Monson....and I'll look forward to the next time.