Campground Life

When I walk out the front door to spend a little time on the beach, anyone who sees me laughs because in my heart I’m a desert lizard so I always spend 10 minutes piling on at least three sweaters, two pairs of gloves/mittens and sometimes my ski pants…on the upside, it takes me so…

Happy New Year to Everyone…may it sparkle with the miracle of peace all over the world. We’ve snuggled back into life at Searsport Shores.  It was a wonderful vacation full of family, friends, great food and a heart filled with memories but I am admittedly very happy to be home once again.  And I have…

This was yesterday…just before we loaded the truck for Christmas in the Berkshires… See you in ’09 and the very warmest wishes of joy and peace to you and all who surround you. Astrig, Steve and the Menagerie

Yesterday, J (the hound) and I walked to Moose Point State Park and because the sky, the sea and beach were all variations on gray, I was thinking that we were in for more of a work out than a visual treat…I couldn’t have been more wrong. Inexplicably, we saw a multitude of birds beyond…

On the first big snowstorm of the season, I opened a jar of those tomato preserves I made back in October (you can scroll back to that post if you’d like more information).  So after a bit of walking in the snow to give all of us some exercise, I made a “German Pancake” and…

Assuming the weather isn’t ghastly, I walk the beach almost everyday for at least an hour because I’m so much easier to get along with when I’ve had some fresh air and perspective ;). This series of sequential photographs is what I see between the campground and Searsport Harbor.  You can see that it’s a…

I’m working on our Christmas list for the campground.  Actually I’m taking a break from sorting through the database to make this posting because my mind has been having a conversation with so many guests that I thought it might be healthy to write instead of think for a moment. We run the reservation program…

It was a wicked storm…the power went out around midnight and didn’t come back until late the next morning…perfectly conducive to hanging out in bed with a good book and great coffee.  UNLESS, you’re married to a man who frets and worries whenever the wind whistles; of course, in his defense, cleaning up the debris…

Luck for me I finished wet felting a pair of mittens yesterday morning.  Actually, because my hands are always cold, they’re outer mittens meant to be worn with fingerless gloves so that I can take blog photos and pick up things along the beach…they’ll do the job but it’s good that you can’t see how…

Boston and Quebec Cities are the two larger urban centers within easy reach of Searsport (bigger than Portland, Bangor and Augusta by quite a bit).  Either destination is a stress free 3.5 hour drive, on good roads with good radio reception.  My sister Christine and her family live almost in the city and Steve’s sister…