After many rather hot summer days, the weather changed today. Still, it was foggy in the morning, but when the wind switched to west, all fog and mugginess disappeared. While picking the first raspberries, a fresh breeze sprang up rustling the raspberry vines. Was this the very first feeling of a beginning fall season? Was this a warning that the warm and calm days would be over? Looking across the Passamaquoddy Bay the air was crystal clear. SEPTEMBER, I thought, but we only had August the 6.! This had been the last day of FOG FEST and many weekend visitors would already have left the island. It had been 5 days of increased traffic and excitement. The attendence had been way up from last year. It’s all about Roosevelt’s “Beloved Island”. |
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Summer Days
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