December 5, 2011 § 1 Comment
Last Monday morning I spotted an eagle landing on the island across the way from our neighbors’ house. I grabbed the camera and headed out to see if I could get some shots of her/him. I was really fortunate because by the time I came around the side of the Tharps’ house, the two adults and an adolescent were perched in trees in their yard. The adolescent took off immediately. But the two adults held their ground (their perch?) for several minutes before flying over to the island.
September 12, 2011 § 1 Comment
We had the good fortune to watch the Harvest Moon rise from the porch of one of our neighbors this evening. Her house is hard by the Sheepscot River with a beautiful view of Crow Island and the osprey’s nest atop a pole at the foot of the Crow Island dock. Our neighbors–Carol, Rich, and Kristen–joined us to celebrate this once-a-year event. While we waited for the moon to rise, the parent osprey brought a fish to the nest and then decided to carry it to a nearby tree to enjoy for itself.
For those not in the know, the Harvest Moon is the full moon nearest to the autumnal equinox. Because this full moon rises so close to sunset, farmers could extend their workday during the all-important harvest period, thus the name. A beautiful sight to behold. I’m sure my photography does not do it justice, but I tried.
December 5, 2010 § 1 Comment
Katy and I had a great, although way too short, trip to Five Islands. The house was in good shape, with only slight evidence that a mouse had been nosing around in our stuff. We met with Bob on Friday morning and firmed up the plans for the construction, which starts Monday. More on that in the next post.
Five Islands is quiet in December, but not completely dormant, much to my surprise. The few full-time residents in the village have their Christmas lights up and it’s very cheery. During the day, the local lobstermen’s trucks fill the parking lot at the pound, evidence that the hard work of bringing in the catch continues, just further out at sea apparently. On Friday morning, Katy and I saw only two lobstermen out on Five Islands’ little harbor. The main catch is out in the deep ocean this time of year. Heidi, who runs the little gourmet farm stand, was open on Saturday, selling wreaths and other lovely stuff. I think next weekend will be her last until spring. Carroll was at work in his boatyard and there were some construction projects going on around the village. Practically bustling.
If there was ever any doubt that Five Islands would be just as beautiful in winter as in summer, let me assure you that it is every bit as stunning (see above). When we woke up on Saturday morning it was snowing. A perfect Maine winter morning (thankfully, the snow didn’t stick since we had to get back to Manchester for our 4:30 flight). Our neighbors, the Tharps (who we have yet to meet), live on the water side of Lewis Road. Since they have decamped for Florida for the winter, we strolled down to the water’s edge to soak up the view. Here’s Katy on their dock (thanks Tharps).
We had time for a stroll around Old Schoolhouse Road before cleaning up and heading out. First we stopped at the pound, all shut up tight for the winter.
The view from the dock doesn’t change much. Same old lobster boats.
Same little islands.
Same rocky coast line.
We passed by what used to be a little store selling antiques (I think. We never actually went in before they shut down). I’m thinking this could be an ideal location for Robert’s restaurant. It’s right across from the cemetery and a little down from the Georgetown Community Center, very central.
We met a local dog out in front of the boat yard that’s run by our old friend Carroll (no, he still doesn’t recognize me even though I’ve introduced myself several times and he once witnessed my and Robert’s humiliation as a lobsterman had to tow us back to shore after our maiden Maine voyage on our sailboat, a long story for another day). Anyway, this dog had a jaunty orange bandanna and was keen to accompany us on our walk.
A guy working on one of our neighbors’ houses knew the dog, Grey, and assured us that he has a home. We soon realized that all the local hounds were sporting the same bandanna, the better to avoid getting shot by a hunter apparently. Aaaa, the joys, and perils, of country living.
Oh, and we spotted our mailbox. How did we buy a house and not know we have a mailbox and where it’s located? Search me. There it is in the middle of the line up, #35.
On the way up 127, we stopped to snap a picture of the boathouse along the side of the road at the Back River.
I’ll write a separate post about the work we started on the house. It involved a sledge hammer and flying debris, very exciting.
There were a few dining highlights to mention. We flew into Manchester, NH, on Thursday and drove the 2 hours up to Five Islands. On the way, we stopped in Wells, ME, for a spot of lunch at Billy’s Chowder House. We both agree: 2 thumbs up. I had the Half & Half Platter, that’s half fried clams and half fried oysters along with fries and cole slaw (light!). I started with the house specialty, the clam chowder, of course. It was all delicious. And the view out over the marshes of Wells is fabulous.
On Friday evening, we went up to Bath for dinner at Solo Bistro. This is becoming one of my favorite restaurants in the area. I had the miso marinated black cod and Katy had the lobster risotto. Again, 2 thumbs way up. Especially good was the pumpkin tart with a homemade marshmallow brule. On the way back to Manchester on Saturday, we had time to squeeze in one more tasty meal at Duck Fat in Portland. This place works magic with the panini machine and the french fryer. I had the bacon, tomato, and goat cheese panini and Katy had the turkey, cheese, and cranberry jelly panini. One more time, 2 thumbs up!
Stay tuned for more details on the transformation of 35 Lewis Road. And keep those name suggestions coming!