Final week at camp

Here it is. Our final week at our camp on Little Sebago Lake for summer of 2011. It is bittersweet---the last boat ride, the last lobster dinner, the last walk on the dirt road with Oliver. It makes me sad.

I have put together a photo album of lake memories over the years. You can view it here

Farewell to summer. Soon, I hope to retire. Then summer will stretch on into October.

Always something!

We haven’t made many changes to the furnishings of the camp over the years. The furniture is tastefully rustic, as in old and worn out. Nevertheless the furnishings are chosen castoffs from other places, and we camp owners generally resent any donated cast offs, as in “I wasn’t needing this any more, but couldn’t bear to throw it away. I thought you might be able to use it at your camp.” In my camp, time pretty much stands still. The same photos have been on the wall for at least a dozen years. The same magazines are on the shelf of the nightstand. The latest issue of Yankee magazine dates 1990. There are a few changes that attest to the march of time. Next to the books is a collection of movies on DVD, and next to the old transistor radio is a docking station for our mp3 players. Cranium and Apples to Apples occupy the same horizontal space as Old Maid, Uno and the ancient jig saw puzzles.


I like things pretty much just the way they are. If we just had a little brick patio at the bottom of the steps where that big pile of sand is, that would be nice. And maybe replace the old kitchen counter top and the vinyl flooring in the bathroom. Oh yes, and a little storage shed at the end of the driveway would be nice. Well, there’s always something isn’t there?

A photo album from Marilyn

I change the wallpaper on my laptop to match the season. Each fall, I upload an image of the Ohio State Buckeyes lined up for the kickoff against Wisconsin in Columbus. I took that picture with my phone in 2003 when OSU played –and beat--Wisconsin. In the winter, my desktop icons find a home in the snow scene I downloaded from a website. But in the spring, when my thoughts turn to Maine, I use an assortment of summer pictures that I have taken at camp. I’m sharing them with you--just click here.