Most people do not consider the Maine Coast romantic, per se. Majestic, yes. Awe inspiring, yes. Romantic, you need to go far south to the Bahamas or far west to Hawai’i. While I cannot speak for the rest of the Maine coastline, I must disagree with the majority concerning Seguin. We have already seen one wedding out here this summer, with rumors of at least one more coming before the end of the season. Today our local marine patrol officer used the tower to propose to his girlfriend; forewarned of his intentions, I violated the rules & let them go up to the top alone, so I don’t know how everything went. However after they were up there a few minutes I’m certain I heard a shriek or squeal, and they two left holding hands shortly after, so I’m thinking we can offer our congratulations!
Dalliances in the tower aside, our day was relatively benign. I spent most of the day, ultimately successfully, dodging my weed whacking chores. One of Amy’s old high school friends came to visit with her parents early on, and they were only the first of just under forty people we toured. Amy also sold a ton of stuff from the gift shop bringing our weekly sales up to almost $850 (which is good, because the weather is probably going to preclude most folks from visiting Monday & Tuesday). We wrapped up the tours by 1500, and headed down to the Cove, Amy & Darcy to nap, me to swim & work on Dory.
By dinnertime the wind, which had be steady but gentle, began to veer to S’ly and freshen. Also the setting sun & rising moon were partially obscured by clouds that had been absent all day. Amy & I shut the grounds up tight and retired inside for the evening, expecting the weather to degrade throughout the night and next day.
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