A most unfortunate event has occurred. Nate and I were moving our Seguin files from my computer to his since my hard drive is full of Grey’s Anatomy and Gossip Girl to the point where Word can no longer auto save. This greatly peeved Nate. Not realizing he had the blog open (and saved on the flash drive), I pulled the flash drive out of his computer to move our gift shop files from my computer to his. And now the blog from last week is corrupted and lost. Hence this one condensed and Amy-fied version of last weeks events. Lesson learned (I hope): always properly eject flash drives. Always.
This past week we had a moderate flow of visitors which began on Thursday with Nate’s father who came out to help Nate work on Dory and test drive the “steam box.” They rigged up a lobster cooker and an old gutter to create a contraption which they anticipated would help bend the bits of wood into place. The key word here is “anticipated”. I have never seen Nate quite so angry with an eventual success as when he realized 1) that his steam box did not work, 2) that all he needed to do this whole time was soak the wood in the bathtub for a day or so, and 3) that Dory could have been complete weeks ago had he known 1 & 2. He’s over it now and Dory is well on her way to completion and her maiden voyage. Stay tuned.
Our visitor count continued to climb and eventually peaked for the week on Saturday which added to an already busy day as a work party descended upon Seguin in a flurry of activity and productivity. Ken Young could be spotted anywhere and everywhere as he enthusiastically erected a structure which illustrates the size and location of the original tower. In addition, he also installed corner pieces to the Second Assistant Keeper’s house which illustrate its size and location. The rest of the work party took up the Window Warrior effort by repairing and replacing window sills and frames. Finally, the volunteers rounded out their day of service by hauling the remaining garbage off of the island. Over all Nate and I were thoroughly pleased with the day’s events, especially since amid all the tours, and helping where we could with the work party, we even managed to get the lawn mowed. Now that’s what I call a productive day.
With Sunday came the rain. And the fog. We honestly didn’t expect to see a soul, which is why we were caught a little off guard by the persistent tourists who came out with Ethan despite the clouds, and again by two family groups who braved the seas to enjoy Seguin. We happily showed everyone around, enjoyed a few savage games of cribbage and Scrabble and called it an early night.
Monday and Tuesday were more what we had been expecting with the onset of awful weather- two visitors between the two days. Dick Walker and his friend, Tom, were beginning a two week cruise, and decided to make a pit stop to visit us. With them came a plethora of lobster, steamers, and good conversation. Understanding the summer is almost over, I will still throw this out there: anyone who brings lobster to share is allowed to come, hang out, and use our kitchen. Just saying…
I also came to a conclusion on Monday and Tuesday. I love rainy days on Seguin. There is a certain peace that falls over the landscape along with the mist and fog. I greatly enjoy conversing with the people who visit and learning about them and where they hail from. However, after a busy week there is nothing quite so welcome as a day or two of nothing but the pitter patter of rain drops, and yes, even the distant drone of the fog horn. And thus ended our week, with peace and relative quiet.
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