My great grandparents bought a house on the coast of Maine in the 1950s - and it's still in the family after all these years. I know this makes me lucky.
Every summer we drive 6 hours to spend a week catching crabs, clearing the path through the woods, eating ice-cream,going to bed early getting up early, and trying not to spend too much time looking into our phones.
It's real good.
|My Dad is good at preventing neck sunburns.|
|I picked up some rather dangerous sparklers at a gas station en route.|
|Alden fishing with finesse, but no luck, off the island's swing bridge.|
|These boys are not my sons but look the part.|
|My cousin harvested mussels from the rocks and made the most bangin' Thai style dinner.|
|The water is always really freaking cold.|
|Our second annual trip to Eventide in Portland, ME. I'm Really glad I like oysters now.|
|Still torturing my cousin Stephen after all these years.|
|Eric faked out Josie so she'd go first, thus saving him from disaster.|
|My magical most amazing sister Alden|
|These dogs have it So Good.|
|Life jackets were necessary on this very windy maiden voyage|
|This big blow up raft floated ashore last year, it immediately became a fixture in our water play.|
|Photoshoot with Alden in the fern grove.|
|Stephen at a disadvantage due to his side's termite damage.|
|Alden the unassuming siren|
|Sal not being very ladylike|
|Alden hunting for periwinkles|
|Some great family photos from summers in Maine.|
|My dad in the stripes above, and jeans below.|
|Thank you so much Granny.|