I feel better now. Barb hasn’t posted for more than two weeks, and she had been a “post-a-day” blogger with WordPress. Me, I’m nearly three weeks without a post. But it’s busy on the island these days and hard to keep up with anything.
Jeri and I did manage to get to the Blues Festival in Rockland last Sunday. Had to skip church to do it.
Note to those from away: Shedders and hardshells are lobsters. They grow a size by crawling out of their old shell and starting over again each year, soft-shelled and bigger. And hungry. Oh, the price is lower, but there are more of them and they pay the bills.
Anyway, for a bit of island nostalgia here’s a photo of the Serena Lee, the last of Dad’s lobster boats. He fished out of this one from 1972 until 1990 when his back wouldn’t let him anymore. She was a familiar sight around the Cranberry Isles, and with her red riding sail became the subject of many postcards and magazine articles. I took this photo just north of Baker’s Island, and you’ll see the same hills of Mount Desert Island in the blog’s heading.
I miss you out there, Dad.