
I’ll let others swing out on that rope.

As it says on the bridge.

You can even just sit in one of the little basins in the fish ladder and let the water rush over you.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

I’ll let others swing out on that rope.

As it says on the bridge.

You can even just sit in one of the little basins in the fish ladder and let the water rush over you.

Looking one one.

Or, if you turn around, the other.

Well, this is how it looked last September.
The English colonists knew their herbs and spices, as shown in the Pemaquid state historical site’s garden. The selection includes bee balm, betony (lamb’s ear), celandine, chamomile, chives, clove pink, crane’s bill, dill, evening primrose, feverfew, Johnny jump up, lady’s mantle, lavender, lemon balm, mint, parsley, sage, savory, tansy, tarragon, thyme, and yarrow. Many of these were grown for their medicinal applications.
We never had much more than salt and pepper back in the ‘50s, at least as I recall as a kid.

I looked out from the kitchen sink window and saw this:


With the Suncatcher House in the background.
We’re feeling sorry for vacationers to our end of Maine the past two weeks. Especially those with children in tow.
It’s been cold – our furnace is still on – and very foggy and damp, accompanied by showers and thunderstorms.
It’s not what you’d want to run into on your well-earned summer getaway.
At least we’re getting a break, however brief.
Today’s forecast is for mostly cloudy, followed by two partly cloudy days. And then another solid streak of rainy days resumes.
Glimpses of real sunlight and blue sky will lift spirits, no doubt. I might even stop reminding folks of six straight months or so of this for people living in Seattle. (You know, it could be worse. We might even have to start watching movies in German.)
One thing you can also anticipate is the sound of lawnmowers the moment the grass dries sufficiently. Otherwise, a failure to mow in time can lead to an impossible task, as I remember when I had to learn to scythe back in Dover … and my vow to myself never to do that again.
For us, it also means doing laundry. We have a washer here but not a dryer. So we’re anticipating hanging wet clothes and linens out on the line to dry. There is a backlog to address.
Another must-do is a big round of grilling. Maybe even dining al fresco, if the temperature cooperates.
Well, as we’ve been saying all along, this too will pass.

Good morning! This is another example of our dawns around here, just not during our current two weeks of heavy fog, rain, and occasional thunderstorms. It is a welcome reminder, though.

Kids and families, mostly. It’s a traditional part of our big multiday Fourth celebration.

As seen from Shackford Head in Eastport.




How’s this for a brief section of one trail?