Oil on Wood
The day began with rowing to the dock where a few packages were collected from the shed. Then we stopped in at the store for a cranberry muffin and some chat with the boatyard boys who were on their coffee break. Fortified by that little sustenance and a generous helping of local gossip we rowed back to our end of the island to do a little reading and wait for lunch. Leftover lobster was made into lobster salad sandwiches better than we could have imagined, after which we sat on the deck soaking in summer and thanking our lucky stars (and stripes) that we were here. Together. And free.