We arrived home yesterday afternoon, just in advance of some mighty thunderstorms that rolled through all last night. While we were gone, other storms took down a huge loblolly pine which fell across our driveway. We had to arrange for its removal to an area out of the way from Maine.
We had a grand time, eating lobster and more lobster, whole body clams, scallops, mussels, Atlantic halibut and more lobster. Oh, and those delicious little wild Maine blueberries in scones, waffles, pie and crisp. We had to bring back some jam.
The views in the evenings while dining were wonderful.
While I was there I popped into an antique shop and discovered a Staffordshire ware plate that spoke to me because it depicts the courtship of Priscilla Mullins by John Alden (both origine Mayflower passengers) as immortalized by Longfellow. WWL imagined a triangular courtship with Myles Standish asking Alden to speak for him to gain Priscilla’s hand. All fabricated of course – there is no record of this happening – but it makes for a good story. I enlarged the back photo so you could see the plate had been for Smith’s store in Plymouth (I wonder how it got to Maine?) in 1957. Smith’s was an upper end gift store my family used to patronize for wedding gifts and oogling, but it’s been closed for probably 30 years.
My book signings went well – sold out the first and most of the third books in Boothbay and Camden – and I plan to return to Damariscotta in October for their Pumpkin Fest to sell more of Death by Pumpkin, since one of the festival events inspired the book.
I visited the Boothbay Brewery for an incredible lobster roll and slaw made from vegetables (including kale) grown on the brewery’s farm and sampled their beers. The brewery might be featured in my next book – it even has a friendly ghost.
All in all an pretty fun time, but then I always have a good time in Maine.