i haven’t posted in a long time, work has been crazy, particularly with the delicata out of the office for a few weeks. added to it was trying to get all prepared for leaving town for 6 days, the longest i’ve taken off during the growing season in 10 years. but now that i’m out-of-town and have a little time off, a brief photo document of the first couple of days spent in maine.
papaya king drink enjoyed at the airport on a layover – i was intrigued by the aristocratic melon of the tropics – i wasn’t that into it, but the papaya enzymes helped to settle my upset stomach from getting up too early and a bit of turbulence on the plane.
also spotted in the airport this poster featuring karen washington – she’s famous! and deserves it!
after landing in maine the first order of business was to get some food and why waste your calories on anything but seafood. while lobster might be king in maine, my favorite meal in maine as a kid was the clam roll, essentially deep-fried clams on a bun. certainly not healthy, but it’s heaven. i was transported back 20 years with one bite.
we drove up the coast to little deer isle where my mother and two aunts have vacationed for the last 25 years or so. mostly uneventful, but with plenty of traffic and fog.
the next days order of business included a trip to the farmers market in stonington.
after the farmer’s market we went into stonington an poked around. i found and chowed down on the most amazingly huge rosehips which were all over the place. i gave some to my mom. she didn’t seem to enjoy them as much as i did.
we also found a bunch of little houses – i don’t know what the deal is – but we love little houses
after stonington we broke off from the rest of the crew and went for a walk to barred island – a mile down the trail to an island that is only assessable at low tide. the trail went though beautiful fir forests, smelled wonderful, were filled with mushrooms, and sprung under your step from its boggy texture. at some point fredrick law olmsted owned barred island. i don’t know why. in the photo you can see the sand bar leading to the island on the right. the fact that the island could only be reached at low tide meant that we had only a 3 hour window on either side of low tide to get on and off. this added an element of danger that made ma both excited and a little nervous. we walked around the island exploring tide pools and looking for starfish none of which could be found, but at least a few crabs.
at the house we are staying at there is a little house that is behind the main house which ma and i are taking up residence in – and we felt we needed to have a house-warming party, with light hor d’oeuvres – but it was too hot in the little house so we had a porch party but it was too small of a porch for all of us to fit on which meant the food and myself had to be in the yard.
we set up a platter of goat cheese, bread, and blueberries from the market and tomatoes and peaches my mom had brought all the way from main. it started to rain in 5 minutes and we had to retreat to the big house.
afterwords we went to watch the sunset over pumpkin lighthouse – just off the coast of little deer isle.