The Sad Last Maine Day

Four weeks at Little Island view is a wonderful amount of time, but nevertheless I am not ready to go. It was a great time. Fantastic weather, fun friends and family visits, new friends made, old friends visited, great hikes, beautiful boat rides, fabulous art seen, yummy food eaten and a relaxing time all around.

I hate the last day. I got up early and took the car to be washed. I discovered sap from the pine trees so later I bought some goo gone and removed all the sap. I stopped at the farmer’s market and talked to a pizza maker about doing some food for Carter and Claire’s wedding weekend. I brought home the best eggplant and fennel pizza and Russ raved about it to Carter.

I went to the Rockland Post Office as I was unsure if Owl’s Head had recovered from their trauma yesterday. Warren met me at Rock City for coffee and a big goodbye. We had lots of quality time together this visit. Next summer we need Shannon to come visit while I am here.

Packing to come home is not that big a job. We leave plenty of stuff here and we just don’t bring that many clothes with us. Russ did one last hike this afternoon while I packed up and took photos of our little spot.

A last perfect Maine Day. At least next summer we will be here twice. Once in June for Carter and Claire and again in August. I can hardly wait to come back. Maine is so easy to love.