(Schoodic Point, Maine)My time here is just about over.
Day three has gone on without a hitch.
I woke to homemade blueberry pancakes and a nice pot of tea. The winds were howling this morning because of an overnight storm; all the leaves tumbling off the trees in their final show of the season. I love those kinds of mornings; stormy but warm. Dangerous but safe inside well-lit houses.
We were going to take it easy today. Drove into town to grab a cuppa joe. I bought a really cheap but delicious bottle of Raw Unprocessed Maine Honey (it’s about 9 bucks to buy a bottle like that back home. 5 bucks in Maine. Crazy!)
We decided to drive out to Schoodic Point because the winds were so crazy we knew the waves would be crashing wildly out there. It’s a well known Acadia National Park spot for waves. We were right. Wavy it was. Crazy wavy. And majestic and beautiful.
You know what I love about Maine? How rustic it is. I know that sounds cliche but it’s so true. People let things be what they are. They don’t try to ‘pretty’ everything up. They let things live and breathe and weather on their own terms. They are more interested in the landscape. Isn’t that how it should be? Really?
Anyway, once the wave watching was over, we drove back home and started up dinner. A feast! While that was simmering and stewing, we carved pumpkins. Masterpieces, all of them, I think. Took a group photo with our individual pumpkins spread out in front of us. Ate dinner and then played a mean game of Scrabble.
I didn’t win but I got a couple good words in so I was happy!
Now I’m about to crack open my new book. So much to say about the book and what I’ve taken away from this weekend but I’m growing too tired. Will be sure to get back to you on all that soon!
Lots of changes. Lots of hope. Lots of love….
Until next time.
Day three has gone on without a hitch.
I woke to homemade blueberry pancakes and a nice pot of tea. The winds were howling this morning because of an overnight storm; all the leaves tumbling off the trees in their final show of the season. I love those kinds of mornings; stormy but warm. Dangerous but safe inside well-lit houses.
We were going to take it easy today. Drove into town to grab a cuppa joe. I bought a really cheap but delicious bottle of Raw Unprocessed Maine Honey (it’s about 9 bucks to buy a bottle like that back home. 5 bucks in Maine. Crazy!)
We decided to drive out to Schoodic Point because the winds were so crazy we knew the waves would be crashing wildly out there. It’s a well known Acadia National Park spot for waves. We were right. Wavy it was. Crazy wavy. And majestic and beautiful.
You know what I love about Maine? How rustic it is. I know that sounds cliche but it’s so true. People let things be what they are. They don’t try to ‘pretty’ everything up. They let things live and breathe and weather on their own terms. They are more interested in the landscape. Isn’t that how it should be? Really?
Anyway, once the wave watching was over, we drove back home and started up dinner. A feast! While that was simmering and stewing, we carved pumpkins. Masterpieces, all of them, I think. Took a group photo with our individual pumpkins spread out in front of us. Ate dinner and then played a mean game of Scrabble.
I didn’t win but I got a couple good words in so I was happy!
Now I’m about to crack open my new book. So much to say about the book and what I’ve taken away from this weekend but I’m growing too tired. Will be sure to get back to you on all that soon!
Lots of changes. Lots of hope. Lots of love….
Until next time.
Happy Halloween folks!
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