I’m not sure you can truly appreciate a late September weekend like the one we just had, unless you’ve lived through a couple of interminable winters similar to last year’s. Perhaps, but I doubt it.
A hasty, last minute decision to conclude our 2014 lobster roll campaign resulted in a 25-mile Sunday drive down the South Harpswell side of the peninsula, and a final tasting of succulent lobster meat, stuffed into a buttered roll at Erica’s Seafood.
Friday and Saturday, it was lawn mowing, along with home repair and deck and stair staining.
The weather over the past three days would qualify as classic “Indian Summer” days. Most likely, it is the end of summer as we Mainers know it. Time to begin hunkering down, with memories from summer past, and longing for those special summer days in the future.