Campground Life

Things have slowed down enough at the campground so that I can play with my wool while waiting for guests to come off of the road in the evening.  My current favorite wooly pursuit is spinning and I don’t like to simply buy prepared roving from the store and make yarn.  No, no!  I like…

We had battened down the hatches, picked so many flowers from the garden that it looked like a funeral parlor in the office and stowed many of the toys of summer in the shed …and we had no dramatic weather. Now this disappoints me because I love the drama of a good storm but Steven…

If you’re not here, you should be!  I simply love this time of year because the days are crisp, the skies as blue as possible and the nights are just right for snuggling into the down comforter that’s been hanging out on the balcony railing all day. It’s finally time for us to slow down…

Things have been on the quiet side around the campground since Fiber College.  The leaf peepers haven’t started to make their way up the coast and the banking news/unrelenting gas prices haven’t encouraged many folks to jump in the RV’s or pack a tent and take a vacation…but life is still very good here on…

In spite of the dismal discipline I’ve shown towards writing the blog these last couple of weeks…things really have been happening in a wonderful way. We celebrated the end of summer with a total of 18 dozen homemade doughnuts cooked fresh each morning of Labor Day weekend, blasted right into Fiber College with classes beginning…

I’m always surprised at how quickly the days slip by…and keeping a public blog is a dreadful way of being called to task for allowing time to pass un-noticed.  If you read my other blog, Fiber College on Penobscot Bay, you’ll see that I’ve been pouring my energy into this up coming, once a year…oh…

Oh my gosh…Searsport Shores is mentioned on the front page of today’s Globe in an article about glamour camping…no mind you there’s not much glamping (the cool word for glamor camping) in this neck of the woods…but we’re the only one’s in Maine mentioned… I can’t write right now because it’s the lobsterbake afternoon but…

Thought you might like to see these beautiful shots of Belfast Harbor, our beach and a sunrise from Ocean Tent site #4.  Thank you Corrine!

The other day Hank checked into the campground with his two grandsons Robert and Brian from Westbrook.  Gramps explained that they’ve always had a tradition of painting rocks on each of their camping trips and they were hoping to share the activity with other campers…could they organize a rock painting session in the rec hall? …

How quickly we forget the endless days of sunshine when a bit of drizzle moves through!  Well around here we simply make our own happiness (not to sound too Pollyanna)… There have been movies in the recreation hall, weaving sessions with shells and hand spun yarn, candy bar bingo with huge winnings and plenty of…