Patum Peperium will be on vacation until Tuesday October 16th. Yes, Nasty, Brutish and Short, this is Maine. This carriage trail is one of Mr. P's and my most favorite walks. We've even pushed a baby buggy down this road. I'll have suggestions for your upcoming trip to Camden when we return.
The Annie McGee
Annie's northern mooring is about 150 ft from the Bishop's bed Mr. P and I used to spend a fortnight in each year. I've spent many a early morning laying in bed watching Annie rock calmly on the water. You can see Annie moored at her southern mooring in Nasty, Brutish and Short's photos in the comment thread.
Wow, I feel special!
I photoblogged last year's trip, I would like to do so again.
Enjoy the leaves!
http://nastybrutish-n-short.com/blog/2006/11/nbs_does_maine_1.html
Posted by: Nasty, Brutish & Short | October 08, 2007 at 10:57 AM
Oh, Nasty...guess what?...the blogosphere just got oh so much smaller...that green boat and I are very well acquainted...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | October 08, 2007 at 11:47 AM
Small world!
Great to see the picture of her under sail. In November, she looks a bit under the weather.
Posted by: Nasty, Brutish & Short | October 09, 2007 at 09:32 AM
A Telegraph photo gallery answers the question: Just what are Mr & Mrs P getting up to in Maine?
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/core/Slideshow/slideshowContentFrameFragXL.jhtml;jsessionidDPKSQQSRNGQLTQFIQMGSFF4AVCBQWIV0?xml=/news/2007/10/09/wife/wife.xml&site=News
Posted by: MCNS | October 09, 2007 at 01:34 PM
Living in California, where the seasonal colors this year range from brown to brown with forest fire highlights, I am always amazed how people in the East can get the paint to stick to the leaves of the trees.
Posted by: Pat Patterson | October 10, 2007 at 09:11 PM
Irish Elk, Mr. P and I get up to all sorts of things when we are in Maine. We're just not so public about it.
Pat, (welcome by the way) we've become slackers out this way. And I can only think it's the fault of your fellow statesmen too. The ones who think everytime a tree is cut down a fairy dies. You know, when I was a kid you could get real Blue Spruces for Christmas trees. But these days a real Blue Spruce is harder to find than a real fairy. So what the Christmas tree growers do is that they spray paint their ordinary everygreens brilliant blue in late July, understanding by November nature will have toned down the paint job. What's far worse is that people buy these things. You'd be better off with a pre-lit tree from Walmart and an aerosol can of spruce scent.
NBS, I'll have those recommendations for you...starting off with local Catholic Churches. Trust me, you don't want to darken the doorsteps of an Episcopal Church in Maine off season or you'll be on the next flight back to the safety of the middle west. Just kidding....I think...
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | October 16, 2007 at 10:27 AM
http://pressherald.mainetoday.com/story.php?id=140910&ac=PHnws
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | October 16, 2007 at 09:47 PM
Oh don't worry Mrs. P. I have no intention of going to an Episcopal Church in Maine. I'm too angry to go to the ones here in Ohio!
Posted by: Nasty, Brutish & Short | October 17, 2007 at 09:36 AM
Hey, righteous anger is a great motivator. Look how well God wields it.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | October 17, 2007 at 02:04 PM