“I guess it comes down to a simple choice. Get busy living or get busy dying.”
~ Stephen King [A true Maine-iac!]
The first week of my epic “Great American Road Trip” has me spending a week in Maine with my family. We rented a large house with a beautiful lawn on the edge of Swan Lake. This is not the same lake as the Russian ballet Swan Lake composed by Tchaikovsky; there are swans here but I doubt any of them are Odette, the Swan Queen.
Saturday we settled in after our six-hour drive, cooked on the barbie, played Uno and watched the full moon rise up from behind hills on the opposite shore of the lake. I chose to sleep on the lanai so that I could better hear the concert of wind and waves.
I’ve often times had trouble sleeping, especially when there’s a full moon or a “super-moon” like the one we have this weekend. It troubles me that I’m awake at two or three in the morning, much like I am at this moment, tossing and turning, my mind racing with the visions of yesterday or the worries of tomorrow, wishing I could go back to sleep, worried that I have to awake at sunrise to trudge off to work without enough sleep, except now…I don’t — now I can lay here listening to the waves lapping against the boulder-strewn shore of the lake only some fifty feet away or enjoy the symphony of the loon’s cries as they echo from across the lake or I can stare out the porch-screened window at the moon’s bounty reflecting off the waves, the dappling light dancing like a billion silvery fish, all in a frenzied…
Sorry! I dozed off watching the moonlit waves.
Now, it’s Sunday and I’m watching the sunlit waves of the early morning, the birds are chirping and there’s a woodpecker tapping out the morning revelry on the imposing oak tree that dominates the lawn and the skyline of this lakeshore home.
Today, me and my brother enjoyed a kayak ride, no, two kayak rides! We got dropped off at the other end of this fresh water lake, about two miles away, then we rode the gale-wind-created, white-capped waves all the way back to the house. We held our paddles over our heads to act as sails and harnessed the wind, at times surfing across the waves at a moderate clip while humming the theme song of Hawaii: Five-O. We enjoyed it so much — we did it again!
My sister-in-law and I then rode the waves on shore on boogie boards, jumped off the floating dock and watched a majestic Bald Eagle circling above the lake. The evening ended with Chicken-On-The-Barbie and root beer floats. Tomorrow, we hope to venture to Acadia National Park. If you’ve never been there — go. It’s an incredible display of natures infinite variety.
Hope you all had an awesome weekend!
The gam continues…