New Point Light

These are different angles of the beautiful New Point lighthouse, taken from the boat ride I took last Sunday with my friends Glenda and Billy.

This will be the last post until I return from vacation, which we eagerly depart for this Saturday.

For more information on our lighthouse, click here or here .

Have a great weekend and a great next week.

I sure intend to!

Winter Harbor

Sunday morning I received a text from my friends Glenda and Billy asking if I'd like to join them for an afternoon boat ride.

Why yes.  As a matter of fact I would love to join them for a boat ride!

I met them at the landing at Peary, and away we went to an isolated beach just around the bend.

This was only the second boat ride I've taken this summer, and the first time I've been outside for any extended period of time since my surgery almost two weeks ago.  It was a much-needed excursion that was long overdue.

This week is the busiest of the year at work, but thankfully I have a vacation looming just around the corner next week.  So although it will be like running a half-marathon this week, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

I'll post more pictures from this boat trip later in the week.

To read about other adventures with Glenda and Billy, click here and here 

Oyster Roast

This weekend my friends Glenda and Billy had an oyster roast at their home down Susan.  They have an outdoor structure we fondly call the tabernacle, since it resembles the Mathews historic landmark and is large enough to host a Methodist convention.

The weather was perfect for an outdoor gathering.

Naturally, there were oysters.

But that's not all.  There were also steamed clams, steamed crabs, ribs, burgers, dogs and every possible side dish ever invented.  

The very cleverly situated beverage station consisted of a skiff filled with ice and beer.

(I absolutely love this.)

There were some of the usual suspects in attendance.

And more than a few characters running around.

As always, a good time was had by all.

Middle Sister was also in town this weekend for her thirtieth high school reunion.  Baby Sis came to crash Middle Sister's party visit as well.  I got a long jog and a nap or two in between everything else.  In summary, it was a good weekend.

I hope yours was too.

Egret

This elegant egret spent Saturday afternoon in the mud of the marsh off Winter Harbor.

I caught him contemplating the meaning of life on one of my breaks from playing games with my friend Glenda's girls on the nearby beach.

The weather started off iffy but later was sunny and unseasonably cool considering we're well into the month of June, usually heavy with humidity.

Saturday was spent on this wonderful beach.  Sunday I caught up on chores and ended up watching the USA-Portugal World Cup match.  After however many years of cheering on my daughter in soccer, I still don't know the rules find it hard to go from Wide Open to Zero on the spectator speedometer that summertime brings.

So World Cup has helped fill a void--says the person who hates watching sports on TV, even though she clutches a cowbell on the sidelines in real life.

Anyway, I'm enjoying the World Cup.

Emmett H.

This is the Emmett H, a gorgeous boat that lives at Winter Harbor.

I took these a couple weekends ago from the beach where my friends Glenda and Billy took me.

This has been a long week at work--it is busy season there, so the days are long and all the issues are urgent. Just as the school calendar to which I'm chained winds down, my job gets busier.  At least it doesn't happen at the same time, I guess I can be grateful for that.

Anyway, after another long day, that in addition to the usual madness included an EMG* for some nagging nerve pain, I was thrilled to get a message from Billy asking if I wanted to join them for another day out on the boat on Saturday.

Oh, yes.  Yes, I do.

Aside from a jog, Saturday's boat excursion is the only thing on my weekend's horizon.

And that's just fine with me.

I hope your weekend is wonderful.


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*P.S. If a doctor ever suggests that you need an EMG to determine the cause of otherwise unexplained nerve pain, be sure to explain to the doctor that all of a sudden a miracle has occurred, and there is no more nerve pain and you do not need an EMG. Even if that's a blatant lie. Getting shocked for thirty minutes straight and then spending another thirty minutes having needles plunged directly into those same nerves should be against the law.  That's the last time I'm doing that. I still love my doctor though, she just wanted to be sure nothing awful was wrong. And I also appreciate the poor person who had to give me the EMG, who clearly has more patience than any other human being alive.