Each year, we spend some time up at a lake camp in Maine just south of Moosehead Lake. Its fairly remote and promotes the feeling of getting away from it all. The economy hasn't been too kind to the region. Businesses that have been there for years closed up this year and last. Family-owned variety stores, family-owned bakeries, family-owned antique shops....seems like a theme.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 A Still Dawn at the Lake
I get to wear all my hawaiian shirts from my small collection, a new one each day. Seven year old daughter, "Itsy Bit", gets to fish off one of the two lake docks. Catching small yellow perch within ten feet of shore at a rate of one every two minutes convinces her that she is the world's best fisher woman. It takes longer to bait the hook with a trout worm than to catch the fish! The bucket gets filled, the fish get counted, and they are returned to be caught another day. What fun! What memories!
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Catching Lake Perch
The last few years, an eagle has nested at the lake. Our one year old poodle-bichon, Grace, has been closely guarded by family to ensure that she doesn't become an "expensive, beady-eyed, eagle treat". It wouldn't take much to carry her off into the wild blue yonder, for sure. But I thought that was an excellent nickname for her.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Eagle Treat
It was once again wonderful to connect with friends from the mid-west and talk about old times. Been doing it for 37 years. Love the tradition and the memories. I painted the three cabins this year but failed to take a picture of the artwork! I left them as a gift so perhaps I will remember to get a picture next year.
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