Who else is ready for mud season? We certainly are.
In fact, we are tempted to just skip ahead to break out the shorts and flip flops, except we know better than to be absolutely confident we have seen the last cold snap.
Whatever, we are ready for summer and swimming and barbecue and black flies. Bring ’em on.
By general consensus, it seems this winter was a longer, colder, harder slog than other years. Perhaps this was due to the schizophrenic temperatures this season. In any case we felt genuine pleasure when the thermometer hit 50-degrees this week.
In many ways, these coming weeks leading up to Memorial Day are the best time of year to be in Lincoln County. Black flies are still a few weeks away, flowers and seasonal businesses will soon be blooming everywhere and our summer visitors are not yet here.
This is the time when snowbirds start returning, unpacking their camps and summer homes, greeting their hardy Maine bound neighbors and making their seasonal address changes.
We think this is the best time to get out and about; before the traffic and the heat and crowds arrive.
Some folks from away spend their lives dreaming of living, or retiring here. Those of us who do, are fortunate to have that pleasure every single day.
Think of it like this: just about any day we can see the sun set over the Sheepscot; or take in the dawn breaking over a harbor; many of us take in at least a stretch of country road every day during our commute, passing fields and cows, or maybe stacks of lobster traps along the way. On any given night of the week, you can sit down at a community dinner.
For Lincoln County residents, this is living. For many other people, this is the life.
