There goes summer.
The last week of the season was a busy one. Out-of-town guests, dogs, new friends, old friends, lobsters, burgers, wine, blueberry pies ... it may sound like a Maine cliche, but it was the real thing.
The week began on a downer. The two-month house rental came to an end for our friends from Charleston. They packed up, dropped off their Keurig coffee machine for us to store for them until next June, and drove south.
At the end of the week, Pam and Terry from Ramsey, New Jersey arrived for a few days’ stay. Along with them was their nine-year-old Briard. She got a big welcome sniff from Luc, our two year-old dog. This was the start of the second annual Briard-a-palooza, a day we invented to celebrate our love for these big, herding dogs. Last year, with three dogs, we partyed at our place in Wiscasset; this year there were ten of us, and five dogs, at a gorgeous house near Port Clyde, on the ocean.
One of the couples lives on Vinalhaven, an island about 14 miles off the Maine coast. Josef and Sue, and their pups Philos and Vino have to take an hour-long ferry ride to get to the mainland.
Scott and David and their dog, Sydney hosted us for the afternoon, including a walk around Marshall Point and the lighthouse there, highlighted in the movie Forrest Gump. They grilled hamburgers, opened wine bottles. Pam and Terry drove six hours, from Jersey, and helped Donna make two pies.
We spent lots of time complimenting each other on how well our animals look, how smart the breed is and how smart we owners are :). There was plenty of picture taking. The weather was perfect, 72 degrees and sunny, and the burgers were great.
As they say in Maine, “The way life should be”.
In other news, the minister at Wiscasset’s First Congregational Church has resigned. Blame it on COVID-19. In an email to the members, Josh Fiterling said the pandemic created, “The most challenging experiences in ministry. There were many difficult and divisive decisions that needed to be made.” Josh served in Wiscasset for 4 1/2 years.