This entire week has been filled with sunrises and sunsets that fill my heart with joy and my hard drive with images to carry me through the winter. After several weeks of heat and humidity and great swim calls fall temperatures are at the door. A frost warning was posted for northern Maine yesterday morning.
We picnicked earlier this week in one of my favorite coves with the hills of Acadia as our backdrop. We had the place to ourselves, unusual for this time of year. I cherished that night with all my soul. The previous night anchored off the busy summer anchorage at Little Cranberry Island reminded me that mosquitoes and summer folks at play are making their last stand. August is a peculiar month here on the Maine coast; everybody comes here to get away from it all. The balance strains for those of us working and living here. Already I am craving more than I can fit in to what remains of our short summer season. I am guessing the mosquitoes and summer visitors might feel the same.
If you haven‚Äôt made it to Maine yet this summer you better hurry up. This sweet taste of summer won‚Äôt last forever. Life is short and summer is shorter.
Have a great day. Be well. Do good.