Back to Maine

Fly in the Ferns

We got back home from Indianapolis on Saturday, July 5th. We stopped in Ipswich for a couple nights to celebrate Liam's and the nation's birthdays (though not in that order). Paul and I got out to fish a couple times. You can measure our results by noting all the pictures of fish on this page.

The Red Cross was pretty well transitioned by the time we left. We had shrunk to about 90 volunteers from a high of about 500, and a total of over 1000. We stayed a few extra days to finish up operations in staffing, leaving just 2 people to move everything back to the Indy chapter.

We both now find traveling by air to be an effort. Perhaps we're spoiled by having everything with us when we travel in our motorhome. Our air travel was not unusual, though were on standby on an overbooked flight from Philly to Portland until the no-shows were counted.

Flashy mushroom

I was glad to get my good camera back into my hands upon returning home. I took a long walk in the woods behind our house and snapped the photos here. It's a challenge to find interesting subjects in the Maine woods at this time of year. The ones here were trying very hard to be subtle and not be noticed, except for the yellow mushroom that was standing tall and bold in the middle of the trail in the woods.

We took a day of recovery on Sunday, and will get back to work scraping wallpaper and otherwise getting the house together for company coming on July 16th. We will have to make up for the time we spent in Indianapolis, but it is a labor of love.

Four corner Flower

Thumper stayed in a kennel for a week at the beginning of our trip, after which Paul rescued her and brought her home. She was very glad to see us, and even more glad to get back to the house in Maine, where she can wander through the fields.