Barville Waring Trip Aug 2020

Calvin and Hobbes, Aurora, Paul and Liam.
A dinner on the deck.
Liam helps Grampa Topher to hang a new clothesline.
Liam helps Grampa Topher with another important task.
The Deerfly cup enters it’s second season. Here the Middle Earth Moms seem unclear on who’s got the birdie. Other teams and names included the “Silverside Seniors” which included Triumph Typhoon (Topher), and Silver Fox (Marie), and the “Yankee Youngesters” with Malagasy Megablaster (Liam), and Speth (Reid).
I always cherish early morning paddles with Reid.
Conversations in which Aurora plays a role are always very fun.
The lady and her mommy, both of Middle Earth.
We moved the outhouse!
Chicitita Aurorita and her suspicious uncle.
Battleboard was a key feature of the weekend for the Mainers, and those who would join them.
Fire play!
The paddleboard was also used as a, you know, paddleboard. Especially by Reid.
Despite the fact that there was no Capture The Cabin, we had an excellent time.
Orion had just recently turned four. We celebrated his birthday. For the youngest two of us it was unclear how many years old he was supposed to be.
A send off pic.
Another.
A final one for the road.

OTAG* travels again

*OTAG = The Orono Traveling Art Garden

Last night we moved our ever-growing, community sculpture menagerie to what I consider the hub of our town–the Orono Public Library. There was music, there was rain, and a good deal of fun.

Our friend Herb captured the evening nicely in another great video (I particularly enjoy the moment where Tim flips his colorful new sign for the project at minute 2:45):

 

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Cobscook Bay 2020

State Parks are amazing. We need more of them, more support for them and more time for everyone to take advantage of them. Wow. Cobscook State Park in Maine is such a little gem. Of course, you need to be hardy to biting insects, like flies, etc. However, it’s an extremely special place. The tidal shift is gigantic, and the landscape changes dramatically over the course of the day, alternating from a simmable, boatable bay to a massive, sticky, mudflat. The tide changes so quickly, in fact, that you can watch the water level change over just one minute!

I love the mornings where the water and the sky are one. I paddled out into this blank white nothingness. It was silent, still, perfection.
We hiked a bit on the Cutler Trail. Here is Reid on that hike, on a shockingly steep pennisular point with scary drops on either side. Naturally, we had lunch here.
On the same Cutler Trail hike, we visited a stunning rounded-rock beach and made endless cairns and skipped a great many perfect stones.
Another view from the Cutler Trail.
But just being on Cobscook is something special all by itself. When the tide is out, you have to walk in the mud!
And fire. There’s nothing like fire.
We allowed ourselves to just hang out. Read the NY Times. Read books. Mess around on the water. Wow. I want to do this forever.
Katie demostrates the feeling, in a nutshell. Just honored to be here!