Low tide at duck, I
A view of low tide at dusk, off the Cottage deck.

Chapter 3:
Second week in Maine, all the family is here

Another low-tide shot.
Low tide at duck, II
Low tide again
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Low tide again
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Not many pictures 30 & 31 July: the two above are from the thirty-first, Sunday. That was the day that everybody arrived from Rhode Is­land, and so there would be more op­por­tun­i­ties to take pictures. Like the snap be­low of Mason rowing the boat with the three girls in, which I took Monday. The pictures to either side I took on the second of August, at low tide of course, which I find much more interesting than high.

Coming in by rowboat
Coming in to the shore. You can see a bigger version.
Beach in early morning, I Beach in early morning, II
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One man, two gulls
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Wednesday, 3 August: Mark’s birthday, and we planned a family dinner in the Little House. But it star­ted out as usual with a walk along the beach, as you see to the right.

getting ready for supper, I getting ready for supper, II
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getting ready for supper, I getting ready for supper, II
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What with Cindy’s de­vo­tion to sea­food, we had been eating almost no­thing but Lobster, and Fish, Fish, Fish. So Mark’s re­quest for his birth­day ban­quet was Meat Loaf. I have my own recipe, the des­cen­dant of one my mo­ther sent me when I first star­ted cook­ing in my Bos­ton apartment, the one with a con­tin­u­al­ly var­y­ing cast of roommates. I bought an im­mense quantity of chopped beef, and we decided on what the fixings and ac­com­pan­i­ments should be. The results you see in the lower two pictures to the left. The others show folks in the minutes before we all sat down. ­


Hight tide
Fourth of August, around noontime. You can see a somewhat larger version as well.

Not so many pictures the next day, 5 August, but I did try getting some shots to show how the New Little House and the Cottage sit on the road facing each other. but in the afternoon, I got some that did the trick fairly well, including the one below. You see the New House at the extreme right, and the Cottage at the extreme left.

Cottage on left, Little House on right
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gray morning in Maine, I gray morning in Maine, II
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Lobster dinner, I
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Lobster dinner, II
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Much earlier in the day, in the morning, Mark and I went out for a walk on the beach. I didn’t have my camera with me, but I did have my trusty cell-phone at my side, and I took a few pictures of the dark and lowering sky. You’d never have pre­dicted then how nice it would get by af­ter­noon. The pictures are to the right.

Cindy evidently decided it was time for a lobster dinner. As usual, the grandparents are at one end of the long table, Mike and Mark and I at the other end.

Thinking back to those days, it seems to me amazing how very much ex­cel­lent weather we had the whole time. There were cloudy days, and as I recall now, a little rain, but I think back to the summer I spent in Bruns­wick in the Sixties that had rain every single day, when it seemed as if the whole world would never dry out. That’s not at all what it was like these two weeks.

The Cottage in the twilight
It was a lovely evening when Mark and I went across the street to the Cottage to turn in for the night.

The next day, Saturday, 6 August, was our farewell to Pine Point: The King-Moormans would take the elder Kings back to Virginia, stopping off for lunch with Nancy and Ellen, and Mark and I would go back to Greene with the family before emplaning for LAX with Devlin. Lots of hugs but no tears: we all had had too good a time for that.

departure, I departure, II departure, III departure, IV
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Continued in Chapter 4.


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