We have been in Maine on the Blue Hill Pennisula at Will’s family’s house, Oldfield, for four full days. During this visit we were at the house with his father and stepmother, Bill and Maudie, and his sister and her husband, Maggie and Steve, and their two kids, Louis and Ceci. We always have a indescribably fantastic time when we are there, and it’s always a different experience depending on the ages of the kids. This special place is where Maudie’s mother spent her summers and is a beautiful old white farmhouse with literally an “old field” in the backyard that is surrounded by a short stacked stone wall. The house has two gorgeous flower beds in the back in the midst of thick and cool dark green grass, and has blooming bushes, flowers and window boxes all over the yard. When we are there it feels as if time has stopped. The only morning news is what the weather forecast is for the day (acquired by stepping outside and looking at the sky), and what lobster boat races, farmer’s markets, pottery shows, antique browsing, picnics, etc
. are happening that day. The air is cool and salty, and it is cold enough for after dinner fires in the stone fireplace almost every night up until July. I feel a little more artistically and educationally inclined while there, like I might just sit down and read one of the old Patrick O’Brien novels on the bookshelf all day long (if I was solo), like I would dust off my violin and go out barefoot in the grass and play to the trees (if I had it with me), like if someone gave me some knitting needles and a bunch of hand dyed wool I would whip up a gorgeous fair isle sweater in a day or so (maybe I’d even spin and dye the wool myself) and like my armpits might feel a little international while I’m there. I’m inspired to eat only organically, locally grown produce and use only Tom’s of Maine products on my body. I think I’d go at least halfway hippie if I lived there all the time. Chanel was comfy and protected at the neighbor’s house and had a view down to the water and of the Deer Isle bridge. She was ready for and deserved a good rest. Since this blog is titled “Travels with Chanel” and not “A Journal of Everything We Saw and Did”, I am just going to list the major activities we participated in and post some pics from our housebound vacation time. We attended the Brooklin 4th of July parade and town picnic, we went out on the Buddy and Lucy Allen’s boat in Blue Hill bay, saw harbor seals and swam in the Allen’s pool, we went on a double date with Maggie and Steve to the Whale’s Rib Tavern at the Pilgrim’s Inn on Deer Isle and then to Stonington afterwards with them to see the fireworks (delayed one night). We took a picnic to Flye Point in Brooklin and played in the ocean, then followed that picnic with a visit to another swimming spot on Deer Isle. We went to one of our favorite restaurants, El El Frijole (get it?) and went to the Holbrook Island Sanctuary and hiked around. We visited the Four Season Farm and bought some veggies. We had a phenomenal time spending time with our family, visiting, relaxing, eating and taking it easy. On the eve of Day 9 we packed up the Hefty plastic boxes and hooked Chanel up to the Tahoe. We pulled her into the driveway and got ready to wake up and hit the road as early as possible.