Summer is winding down. This weekend is Labor Day Weekend. Tonight was a special evening. First of all let me disabuse you of the idea that this is a bucolic bay populated only by lobster boats and day sailors. There is some serious commercial shipping that comes up the Penobscot Bay and River. Below are a couple of low tide shots of a tanker and another cargo hauler with a tugboat astern.
There have been a lot of references to our evening happy hours...some have even been a bit disparaging, but take a look at the picture below.
There is a circle of ten chairs and a table full of hors d'ouevres. Someone said tonight that she could hear six simultaneous conversations. That would be difficult with only ten people, but who's to say? Notice several things. There is plenty of room and lots of grass. Tonight we assembled in front of our bus, but that depends upon whether we need shade, sun, or wind or rain protection. You might think that we would run out of topics, but that seems not to be the case. I will concede that there may have been a few replays, but our memories being what they are, that's OK. Some of you readers may have experienced events such as this. If not, you should give it a try. It is a large part of what makes this lifestyle what it is. There is nothing fancy; just good friends having a good visit...and we do it (almost) every day.