June 24, 2011
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The Good Life
After a fairly easy trip, we arrived here in DownEast Maine last Monday. Our Camp (what Mainers call a lakeside cabin used in the summer) was all readded up and waiting for us - even up to fresh flowers on the dining table.
We have listened to the loons, watched the hummers in our window boxes, and stopped for the wild turkey chicks on the camp road. I'm sure as soon as they discover we're here, the raccoons, foxes, and coyotes will try to pry the top off our garbage can [they can't - it's clamped on and the can is hooked to the side of the shed - a couple of years ago a bear tried and even he couldn't].
This part of Maine seems to be seeing a better-than-average early tourist season [We're about 25 miles from Bar Harbor] but rural areas are still the poorest part of New England. While the high price of gas will slow the tourists [and locals] down some, our two-lane roads are still jammed this week.
Life here at the lake is very slow, for us anyhow. We have had the usual visitors and expect many more but we spend most of our time watching the rocks grow.
Comments (4)
It sounds positively lovely.
Are you on holiday? If you are then I hope you have a truly beautiful and peaceful time.
@Zeal4living - LOL Jurgens, every day is a holiday for me - I have been retired since 1985 - being one of those fortunate few who has been able to "Live happily ever after" My wife and I were teachers who decided to etire when it became economically feasible for us to do so. We lived a rich full life since retirement until the last several years when we have been besieged with medical problems, which have recently been fairly satisfactorily resolved.
We spend three months in Maine every year, the rest of the time in Florida.
Thank you for your blog post.Really thank you! Cool.