A car load of precious cargo left here yesterday morning and arrived safely in a small town along the St. Croix river in rural Maine last evening. Earle, Julia, and her boyfriend Derek made the eleven hour trek across four states, over the river and through the woods, to arrive at grandmother's house in time for loving family hugs, a turkey dinner replete with blueberry gingerbread for dessert, and a welcoming, warm bed. Along with the human cargo a couple of gifts were transported across state lines: a decorative fall pillow for Grammie which I made and a photocopy of a pencil drawing for Grampie which Shawn made (Shawn's best friend Deborah was delegated as the recipient of the original). All have arrived in one piece. Tomorrow, after a restful sleep, they will be off to cut some of the overgrown trees at our land to ensure the best view of the salt marsh, and then most likely a good, stick-to-your-ribs, Down East Maine dinner of fish and chips to refuel the tree trimmers. Be sure to breathe in a little of that salty ocean air for me!
Bringing some of that brilliant fall color inside: a pillow for Grammie
From the hands of one of the many artists in our home, Shawn, a ship tossed about on the sea. Inspiration came from a Currier and Ives print. I hear the giving of this gift resulted in a tale, as tall as the masts, of a storm at sea in the North Atlantic experienced by Grampie aboard a ship in his younger years.
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Lovely pillow, gorgeous drawing. Deborah has already framed it and will be hanging it in her room. Glad everyone arrived safely.
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