I can't believe it has been a year since I posted anything. I would like to think it was because I have been too busy, but the truth is I have been lazy and not very attentive to organizing my time.
This past July David and I house and dog sat for a friend who was away on vacation. Our dalmatian, Dylan Thomas was allowed to accompany us. He was thrilled because the dog we were sitting was his big best buddy, Bosco. Doing this courtesy for a friend was like a vacation for us because we were staying in one of the most beautiful and untouched parts of Maine. We were surrounded by woods and blueberry fields and had a panoramic view of the water. It was so peaceful and quiet with only the sounds of nature breaking the silence. And the nights were filled with stars and fireflies - something I hadn't seen in such abundance for many years. It brought back memories of my childhood days visiting on the farm and catching fireflies with my cousins.
One day at low tide we took a beach hike with the dogs and our good friend, Cheri, to a picturesque spot called Pulpit Rock. Such beauty! It seemed like you could inhale and taste the surroundings. We were fortunate enough to see a mother eagle nesting on top of the rock with her young. She scolded us and circled above until we were well on our way in the opposite direction.
It was a perfect day filled with wonder and Dylan Thomas learned to swim. Up until now he just waded and splashed about, but Bosco is a fantastic swimmer and Dylan was determined not to be left alone along the shore. I will never stop being amazed by the wonders of Maine.
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