Tuesday, August 10, 2010

ISLAND BOUND

On a hot humid summer day there is nothing finer than breathing the fragrance of salt air deep into your lungs....and seeing the sight of Long Island off in the distance.... Six miles out in Casco Bay, Long Island rests.On the journey to the Island you might see a lobster man hard at work hauling traps, sail boats with their colorful sails billowing in the breeze- seagulls, seals.... Means of transportation to the Island is by Casco Bay Lines. A round trip ticket will cost you $10.00.Mail, groceries, personal freight, animals and vehicles are also transported by the ferry line. I was born and raised on this Island. My parent's were the original "Ozzie and Harriette" my brother, "The Beaver." Yup, I have dated myself. Kids on the Island still today attend a one room school house, which does have a middle dividing door converting the room into two when need be. Children attend the Island school up to the fifth grade and then commute by ferry to schools in neighboring Portland. My family home is located in the center of the Island off a dirt road. This is also the house where my mother and her sibling's were raised. Once upon a time chickens resided on this property too. My great grandparents lived across the street and had a barn with dairy cows and chickens. There is a sense of community to this Island, where people are always willing to help their neighbor.

This screen door is my mother's pride and joy, a gift from my dad one Mother's Day. It was made in Maine at the Screen Door Factory in the town of Waldorboro. It looks perfect on my parent's home.

"Sassy" the resident ruler of the household....

and a neighboring cat just stopping by to say "hello"....
This is a favorite spot to hunt for beach glass and old pottery shards.
A favorite summertime activity, not just on Long island but on neighboring Islands as well. Oh, to be a teenager again.Summertime on Long Island, there is nothing better! Oh yes, the water temperature was 65 degrees.

14 comments:

And This Little Pig said...

Simply breathtaking, and speaks of a much simpler times. What a grand old home, love the washing haning out to dry.
LiBBiE

Rural Revival said...

What a beautiful place to grow up! I was raised in a treeless subdivision; this is the kind of place I dreamed of!

Kim said...

Looks like a wonderful place to grow up. I can smell the salt air. Your photos are very inviting...it would be so much fun to jump off that dock right now.

Genny said...

I LOVE your parents' home and the island where you were raised. Thanks for helping me escape from this stifling heat and taking me for a cool dunk in the water. Ahhh!

Pondside said...

That was a wonderful breath of salt air!

Sharlene Washington said...

It was like a mini vacation! Thanks for sharing that.

hip-chick said...

What a wonderful place to grow up. I grew up on the ocean as well. Nothing better!

the primitive country bug said...

Everything is just breathtaking! I too, like the picture with the laundry hanging. It sure does speak of simpler times. Love your mom's farmhouse too! What a blessing to have grown up there.

Finegan Antiques said...

If there is a Heaven on Earth it has got to be your island. Pure bliss. You are so very lucky to still have a place where you can go to recharge yourself.

Enjoy,

Donna

Rural Rambler said...

Sounds positively magical Julie!

Farm Girl said...

Oh what a beautiful place! What a wonderful place to grow up and to have all of the history in your background. I love the screen door.
It is so nice that you can get away to a island and rest.
Have a wonderful time with your parents. I love that your parents house is at the end of a dirt road, and it is such a beautiful house. I would love to be there during a storm.
I do love breathing salt air.

rockriverstitches said...

You were so lucky to grow up in a place like that! Looks like a perfect place to raise a family. I love your mom's screen door. I've always wanted one of those old fashion type of doors. I keep bugging hubby every once in awhile about it.

Tammy

Eve said...

You know I love seeing the island and Auntie and Uncle's house!! I remember swimming out to the little boad in the summer from the beach but not sure if I ever jumped off the pier. I KNOW how cold that water is!!! Love your pictures Julie!

Rowan said...

This looks so idyllic, what a wonderful place it must be to live in. Perhaps not quite so idyllic in the middle of a nor'easter (!) but always wild and beautiful I should imagine. Your mom's screen door is beautiful, no wonder she was thrilled with it.