Summer Travel to Maine

As usual all good blog posts pop into my head and right out extremely quickly if I don't get them onto paper.  In this case, that's what happened so this post will be "Just the facts ma'am, just the facts." 

In the past 4 days we have traveled hundreds of miles, spent a small fortune on diesel gasoline,  gone through multiple states, cleaned out a grocery store, ate lunch in the car 3 days straight, walked along the Erie Canal, hiked in the Adirondacks, explored an abandoned garnet mine,    

crossed Lake Champlain on a ferry, nestled ourselves in a cabin (ok, a camp) in Maine, jumped in the lake a hundred times (only the boys have made it to that number), canoed, kayaked, visited an 1850 era church, hung out with our friends, and whined a little (mostly children), ached a little (mostly the newbie waterskiiers), and laughed so hard that now we look at each other and start giggling.  And lastly, but not the least of which, the bird whisperer, and if you know who the duck whisperer is, you're ahead of the game, this bird whisperer helps a frightened wren who is trying to get in our screened window tonight, seems she likes the light but the bird whisperer easily catches, holds, and calms her before she hurts herself and lets her go in safety.  Maine has that effect on you I guess with it's soothing temperatures (not hot Charleston), it's glistening lake, beautiful mountains, loons calling to you in the early evening or morning, and the breeze.  I admit, there are a few bugs, mostly mosquitoes which should qualify as the state bird even though they are insects, but nothing a can of spray can't hold at bay. 

 

As busy and GO GO GO as our life has been, it seems that relaxing a little has been good for all of us!