24 little hours. During which we have had rain, fog, rain, fog, wind, thunder and lightening, some more rain and fog. Perfect lighthouse weather
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Microwave mystery
Getting to know an old home again has it’s benefits and disadvantages. I can’t figure out one of the icons on the microwave. I’m not sure if I ever knew what it meant but now I am curious. Middle row, right.
I understand the cup with wavy lines over it will heat my coffee. Defrost and clock are fairly self-explanatory although I would never trust top-brown. So what does it mean? I tried baking a potato with it to no avail. It looks too smooth for popcorn but I will give it a shot. The only thing it reminds me of is the Rolling Stones image but what would I cook with that?
Acorn soup fog
It’s great to be back on Seguin. Today the fog rolled in and so the foghorn is blowing. I made a curried apple and acorn squash soup and worked forever to replace a broken window pane. All’s cozy now.
The weather report said we had “uncharacteristically high astronomical tides” today. Something must be up with the moon and the sun.
A long way to go
After a six hour drive to Popham Beach, ME, our stuff still had a long way to go. Naturally we arrived at dead low tide and we had to lower everything by boat hook, including two cats, off the fixed pier to the Seguin Ferry below. On the other hand, low tide exposed the beach so offloading was easy – with the help of friends.
Our Aldo Leopold bench continues to stand watch over glorious sunsets.
To the Lighthouse
We are bound for Maine to finish the season at Seguin Island Lighthouse and close up the island and buildings for the winter. We will take 2 ferries and a dinghy and hope to keep our stuff (and cats) dry.
The bridge above is the new Champlain Bridge built with a design voted on by it’s users. Isn’t it pretty? It’s not done yet but will be soon.
The bridge is now unabridged
The road crew returned, put a few more boards and supports down and announced the bridge is unofficially open. With a running start we may make it over the hump.
I took advantage and went shopping to buy some of the heavy items we’ll need on Seguin Island next week. Time to plan for a couple of weeks’ provisions. I just have to take the Deal Island, Tasmania list, convert it from kilos to pounds and divide by six. Maybe I can just divide by 3 and call it even.
Imprisoned by the Metro
On a recent trip to Washington, DC I almost became a prisoner of the Metro Station. I enjoyed using the Metro and it took me all over the “District”, Arlington, VA, and Oxon Hill, MD but I never understood the toll system.
The stations were clean and quiet and I got a seat on several trains. The platforms were too dark to read the paper but perhaps that doesn’t matter anymore since most people were reading backlit I-phones and Blackberries. Or maybe it’s just MY eyes.
The curious part to me, however, is the payment. Unlike the NYC subways, you have to swipe your card again to leave the station. I guess it’s more like the thruway where you pay for distance traveled. This was never clearly posted.
On one trip when the swipe machine stole my card, I thought, “No big deal” because it let me enter the station. When it came time to leave, there was no way to open the turnstile. I was chastised by the clerk who let me out. My next trip, I held tightly onto my card, only to find there wasn’t enough money on it to spring me out. I posted bail and finally was released.
Sand Man
You think you had a hard day?
Road work
We are headed south to Apple Day at Terhune Orchards and to test drive a few boats along the way. It was 42 degrees F this morning and the wind was blowimg. I finished this hat in the car just in time for our first sail. It’s an original. Terhune Orchards
Our abridged bridge
The Mabey bridge is here. Or, Mabey, the bridge, is here but it’s the abridged version. We can walk across the span but there are still some pieces missing and it sits a little funny. Right now it’s steep and a car would probably be airborn heading outbound.
On the other hand, the local kids will enjoy the higher rails next summer, when they attempt to break limbs by jumping off it into the river. 
I look forward to the ribbon cutting ceremony. Perhaps Governor Cuomo will officiate.
Island and North Country Life 
