Thursday, August 6, 2009

Back from Maine

We're back from some time at our cottage on the coast of Maine and we had a wonderful time. Our daughter came along too since her husband had to work so it was nice to have her along especially as an antiquing buddy for me. By the way, Andrea, this is what most of the coast of Maine really looks like-rock bound.
We did a bit of everything. Here are DD and DH beach combing on our little slice of shore looking for sea glass. My daughter and I have been collecting sea glass for many years and have definitely noticed a sharp decline in what we find. Stupid recycling we both declared!

We had a picnic at a local lighthouse one gorgeous day. Peanut butter and honey sandwiches sure taste good sitting on rocks on the shore on a sunny, breezy day.
And speaking of my daughter, Caryl, she posted this picture of herself on her blog so I borrowed it. She must have originally borrowed it from my photo album since this is my picture. She thinks it was taken the summer before 4th grade and this is at our Maine property. She was so proud of that darn fish. She caught a lot of fish that year, which really bugged her older brother. Anyways, we are very lucky to have such a wonderful place to recharge our batteries. I read Anne Morrow Lindbergh's book, Gift from the Sea while up there and I loved it. Her writings about women having to recharge their lives and the concept of "replenishing solitude" struck a chord with me. Our cottage is somewhat isolated and it's a good place to recharge which I did. More pictures in the days to come.

17 comments:

  1. I have never been to Maine. I would love to see it. So pretty. I'd say...'one of these days' ... but... :)

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  2. Looks like you have a treasure! I have cousins in the Bangor area and we use to camp in Camden when I was a Little girl. Maine is nice.

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  3. Looks like a wonderful time. What lighthouse is that? My DH's folks use to live in Holton & when we went to visit them we loved taking trips to the coast. We went to Quady lighthouse. I loved visiting Maine.

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  4. Your time is Maine sounds wonderful. Thanks so much for sharing the photos. It is so beautiful!

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  5. Maine is beautiful... would love to visit there someday. Seems like you guys had a nice time, but you were missed here in blog land. Your pic's are very pretty.

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  6. You've been tagged!!!
    Have a great day!
    Paulette

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  7. How suprised was I to see a picture of 'my' lighthouse. I lived in the lighthouse keeper's house in an apartment upstairs for 5 years in the '70s. It is one of the most beautiful places on earth.

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  8. Hi Chris,
    So glad you have such a wonderful place to go and recharge. How is that grandson doing?
    Please come and see me sometime when you have the time. I miss you.
    Hugs Fern

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  9. I've always wanted to go to Maine. It looks beautiful.

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  10. Would love to see Maine in the Summer and Fall and Spring - now might have to pass up Winter. It does look like you all had a great time though, welcome home!

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  11. Stupid recycling~! You cracked me up with that. hee.

    Those photos of the coast of Maine are dreamy. Welcome home my friend, welcome home.

    Chris, I'd never heard of this book "Gift from the Sea" and the way you describe it really intrigues me. Thanks for sharing.

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  12. Thanks for coming to see me on my blog and your kind words! They mean a lot!
    Hugs Fern

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  13. Sounds like bliss! Loved seeing the photos.

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  14. I love Gift From the Sea . . . one of my 'core' books. And to read it there ~ oh my!

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  15. What great pictures! The coast of Maine is someplace I really want to visit some day...

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  16. I really want to visit one day...
    pictures are looking so beautiful...

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    Michell
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