Cool temperatures, changing leaves, fading gardens tell us in Maine that summer, an all too short season, is over replaced by the drama of fall.
Summer was different here as it was in so many other places. Early on I noticed there were fewer lobster boats operating from Rockport Harbor. Usually there are 13 to 15 going out on a daily basis. This year there’s half that number thanks to a reduced market and cost increases for bait and fuel. Much of Maine’s lobster exports to China, but existing trade restrictions and tariffs cut that market off.
A popular draw for tourists visiting the midcoast is a multi day schooner adventure. This summer those majestic vessels stayed under wraps as social distancing aboard was impossible. What a sad sight to see them anchored in Camden Harbor and even worse is the financial hardship imposed on those who are so dependent on summer business.
Speaking of boats, this was the summer of mega yachts on Penobscot Bay. Such large pleasure boats typically cruise more glamorous destinations, but with many of those having limited access, Penobscot Bay was an attractive alternative.
Though not a mega yacht, the hubby and I with family and friends enjoyed many outings on Pipe Dreams. Whether to an island or a close by town or to a favorite spot for an onboard picnic, having the boat was a wonderful diversion. And we could social distance!
It wouldn’t be summer in Maine without fog, and we did have our fair share in July. Day after day we woke to drizzly gray days that were not conducive to doing much other than reading or working on a jigsaw puzzle.
The good news is that when gray began clearing to blue, there would sometimes be a beautiful rainbow stretching across the sky.
Of course, this was the summer of masks whether indoors or out.
People here took the guidelines for staying safe and healthy very seriously. Such precaution has been rewarded as Maine has low incidence of Covid 19.
Organized exercise had its challenges, but people found a way. Yankee ingenuity appears to solve many a problem!
Yes, the summer of 2020 will long be remembered as a most unusual time. Being in the category labeled elderly has made me realize that more of my life is behind me than ahead. I’ve missed time with family and friends, and I’ve especially missed hugs. Though there is regret about what is not happening, I feel incredibly grateful to be at this place in life without the concerns felt by so many. Now the trick is to stay healthy, make the most of every day and be responsive to the needs of others.
How about you? What are your take aways from the summer of 2020/?