Catching a big one...

All 2 or 3 of my frequent readers know that my Mom can catch a big one!

The joys of camping...

A camper with a mirror at the dining room table so you can take a picture of yourself...

A living room with a picture your Mom painted, a MP3 player, and trophy fishing lures...

the tinest kitchen in the world to clean...

...in addition to the dining room table, you also have a kitchen table full of reading material which also folds into a bed...

a man that reads the camper manual...

... a singing lobster that your sister felt you must own and you continually play while at camp.

We headed out on Dobsie Lake one morning, the sky was gloomy, and islands and really big rocks were everywhere.

We made it through the "narrows" and into the big lake.

The sky cleared and we were not ship wrecked.

I caught a white perch so big he would not fit in the picture.

The best part of boatin is floatin!!!

On the way back from camp, we stopped in Lee, Maine of course. There is a new take-out stand across from the grange hall, just down from the museum, that has the best fried clams.

Girls just want to have fun in Boothbay Harbor!!!

I make such a good tourist.

We laughed alot and solved all the world's problems.

Lobster is a must when we get together.

Jen, the official tour guide.

I wanted to cast away on this yacht but Jen wouldn't let me.

This 13 pound beauty just came off the boat.

When in Boothbay, one must sit on the harbor and have Cape Codders.

We hung around the fence of knowledge but didn't get any smarter.

The weather was absolutely perfect.

Big catch!

That's my Mom. She knows how to catch a big one. Matt is the master of all fishermen: he has years of fishing experience, calculates the angle of the dangle, and has more fishing equipment than LL Bean. However, he can't say he has ever caught this big of fish. Way to go Mom!

The first day of summer...

The herb garden is complete and in place.

Easy access off the kitchen.

Chives, basil, lavender, and sage.

I want to add oregano and rosemary.

After the rains...

It was so nice to be able to walk around the yard tonight and see what's bloomin. This is Uncle Franks's rose bed, which blooms better every year based upon his advise of beer as a fertilizer.

The Emily tree continues to grow and spread new wings.

Dad's arbor is over run with flowering maple.

The pool is ready for a swim.

I keep waiting to see hummingbirds at their feeders. Birds swimming in the "Jerry" bird bath, and be able to sit on the bench without 62,512 misquitos eating me alive.

I was finally able to stain and stencil my herb garden bed.

Almost ready for planting.

We were finally able to mow and appeciate the bloomin yard.

As always, Annie keeps watch. It's so good to get outside.

We found these little skinny hosta two years ago in the woods and moved them to the front of the house. They have grown so much, especially with the recent 65 days of rain.