We were beginning to dock. All cars and passengers would be unloaded at this point. Oh yes, cargo and supplies from Portland would also be delivered. These guys did it all....several times a day in all weather conditions. There are limited hours of operation after Labor Day. Everyone prepares for winter and the season does not begin again until late Spring or Memorial Day.
Darling and I would just wander through the island...quiet, serene and undisturbed. Sometimes it felt very isolated and lonely. It would be impossible to visit in winter. But islanders loved their way of living....cats curled up sleeping in front of the fire, everyone bundled up inside with woolies and good books..soups and stews simmering away in the kitchen with local farm produce.....sounds incredible doesn't it?
I would snap pictures of houses I found most interesting...the colors, the gardens, the whimsy..this stained glass window was simply stunning and so unusual....it reminded me of my grandmother's house.
This house was the softest shade of pink and they had named their house "Jewel Box"....how charming!
This was an incredible view along the coastal road...can you imagine that this is your view every morning and evening......oh how beautiful!
This was the most unusual painting on siding I had ever seen....I wanted to knock on the front door and ask if we could have a glass of wine on their side porch....
It was time to end the day and catch the ferry back to Portland....time to say goodbye to such an incredible way of life....we felt so blessed to have been a part of this, if only for a brief period of time. But remember the quote from Steel Magnolia's?