Crabgrass

Tonight I finally decided to check my email after not doing so for almost 3 weeks.  I noticed that I got an email from my Mame (grandma)  and I just felt like I should share some of it with ya'll: 

"It was 100 degree yesterday.  I've been getting up early 6:30 A. M. and going out to try to pull crab grass out of our 13 blueberry bushes.  While on my knees, some thoughts came to me such as:

Crabgrass reminds me of Satan.  It takes hold of the roots of plants and draws all their moisture & nutrients.  It grows deep in the soil & tries to hide under the mulch, but soon sprouts reveal its location.  After gathering it, Granddaddy puts it in the burn pile.  (where Satan belongs). It is very persistent and though the plants are free of their enemy for a while, it comes back even without being given any water or invitation.  I dug trenches around the plants, to let the crabgrass know that it is not to go beyond the boundaries.  It paid NO attention to me.  I'm glad that God sets boundaries for us to protect us and enable us to be blessed and to bless others. When we obey his Word, (boundaries) we fulfill the plan He has for us."

This email was something that I needed to hear and my Mame had no idea how much I needed to hear it.  It is funny how God works and put these little reminder's in our lives.  I am so thankful for my Mame.  :)

Peace, Love, & Lobsters :)

Man I am spoiled.  As I write this blog post, I am sitting out on the deck overlooking the beautiful ocean and mountains.  It’s almost like looking at a painting.  I feel the cool breeze and smell the wonderful fragrance in the air that only Maine has.  My typical day here consist of sleeping in until 9am, taking Brody on his morning walk, making a yummy smoothie, sitting out of the deck reading,  cooking with my Nana, eating, then bed.  To me, that is a perfect day.  I am so lucky to be able to have this time to myself, and this time to spend with my grandparents.  Being here in East Blue Hill is like being in a bubble.  You have absolutely no distractions of the outside world.  To this day, there are still people who live in this town with no running water or electricity.  It is a very simple living around here.  There is tiny little post office, a cute little library, and a boathouse in the village.  That is all these people need.  

Two days ago, I woke up to a perfect day here.  It was 68 degrees, and sunny.  Anyone who knows me knows that if it is a beautiful day I will not be staying inside.  I decided to hike up Blue Hill Mountain and then I was going to try out the coffee shop in Blue Hill.  Needless to say, I did not make it up the mountain.  Somehow I took a completely different path that wasn’t even on the mountain!  I ended up in the smack dab middle of town somehow.   I am still not so sure how I did that.  I was more than frustrated with myself so I didn’t even end up going up the mountain or going to the coffee shop.   I will try again another day though  J 

Yesterday, I went into Blue Hill and shopped around in the adorable little shops.  One of my favorite stores I went into is the quaint little wine shop.  I had to pick up my favorite blueberry wine which is ONLY sold in Maine.  I love going into different wine shops and trying different wines.  Being that I was in culinary school, wine has turned into a little hobby of mine.  I love learning about it!  There is this wine vineyard that my Nana and I are going to check out.  They make all of their wines with berries only grown in Maine!  I am super excited J

I have another week and a half left here, so I am sure a couple of more blogpost will come about my adventures here in Maine so stay posted!

Peace, love & lobster!