Happy Camper

camperThe howling winds are blowing outside my little camper walls, the fragile shell buffeting the harsh outer elements. I feel untethered as each gust of wind rocks me back and forth like a ship on the high seas. I have never been so affected by weather patterns. But life inside this small space has created a new awareness unlike anything I have experienced before. I have become much more connected to my life and my surroundings. I keep referring to our move to Maine as being organic in nature. In our new habitat there are no buffers, no fillers, it's real life full throttle.  We have had to deal with some of the messiest of messes and also some of the most beautiful heart rendering, frustrating, loving, humbling and sticky sweet moments all wrapped tightly together into one big life altering burrito. I can't help but feel profoundly grateful for it all, even the hard spots. Soon my time inside this tiny camper of ours will draw to a close. Our new home will be ready for us shortly (I pray). In that moment, everything will change. As with every experience in life there is a beginning, a middle and an ending. It leaves me asking the question, "have I learned all I was to learn through this experience?" I hope so. I hope that I have become braver, kinder, and a more compassionate soul as some of my rough edges were sloughed off. _91b6720 In the meantime, we are currently waiting on our plumber and electrician to come and work on our house. I was just informed that our plumber is still a week out. I think this makes it about 6 weeks that we have been stalled out as we wait for him and the electrician to do their work. Hurry up and wait and then wait some more has become our Maine theme. We were suppose to install the hardwood floors last, but in an effort to keep moving forward we decided to begin installing them right away. Since we are going for a rustic look, all the scars and scratches the floor is receiving will just add to the charm. They are turning out much better then I expected. It’s a lot of measuring, cutting, hammering and piecing it all together like a giant jigsaw puzzle. It is truly a labor of love.floors-2floorsI feel that this summer came and went in one giant blur.  Most of our time was spent working on our place but we did manage to make time to visit with friends and family and for that we are so thankful.

thekids-14stonington-7I have a lot of catching up to do on this blog. But in the meantime, here’s some photos that sum up life for the past couple of months. As you will see, I was also able to go home for a quick visit to Canada to be with my family during harvest time. floors

My Dad at work. This is his 61st harvest.

Old moody granaries