The cool rainy days of spring have been just the thing for flowering bulbs, lilacs and pansies. Still, waiting for sunny days and warmer weather takes imagination this year. It seemed like a good time for a road trip and a long ferry ride to the Island Inn on Monhegan Island. An island famous for art, ship wrecks and legends.
Jeff and I caught the MI ferry at Port Clyde with a packed lunch and two small duffel bags. Traveling light, we hovered at the dock taking a few moments to capture the ebb and flow of this mid-coast Maine small harbor town.
The dock is tidy with snaked coils of rope so big and heavy it takes two hands to pick it up, stacked along side clusters of blue and white mooring balls lined up for the tow boat. Packs of circling seagulls criss-cross, swooping down on anything that stirs the surface of the water, as a green dory spins on its mooring, aiming its bow like a compass point into the wind. Soon we are underway. A one hour cruise to an island which seems to be from another era.
