We are back from a wonderful visit to an island off the coast of Maine. We spent six days of doing nothing, reading,
eating with friends, visiting various beaches, watching dogs chase sticks,
painting a quick picture and eating lobster and mussels freshly plucked from the ocean in front of the home we stayed in.
The Farmer and I have been visiting this particular island and friend since 1987. After a 40 minute ferry ride, all our cares slip away. Island life doesn’t seem to have changed since we first visited except that a few of the roads are now paved and the ferry holds 15 cars instead of 10.
This year there was a brand new although very small grocery store. Some years, there isn’t a store. We always load up the car with groceries before we leave home. It’s hard to decide what you are going to eat a week ahead but it seems to work out. And if all else fails, it’s a short walk down to the ocean to collect mussels which are particular favorites of mine. This is the beach we pluck the mussels from.
A visit to the lobster coop yields some mighty fresh and amazing lobsters for dinner, lobster salad and lobster chowder.
More in a couple days. Things are quite crazy busy here and so it’s going to be difficult to post too much. I knew the "summertime feeling" would evaporate in a blink of an eye and it surely has this week.