As most Mainers will happily tell you, the weather forecast frequently isn’t worth the paper it’s printed on (especially since we all get it on our phones now). The Maine coast is a maze of tiny inlets and peninsulas, which means a million microclimates strung together in a highly-complex blanket.
The weather appears to be gearing up to be fair, however, and as I write this a cloudless dawn is breaking. There is patchy fog predicted to move in tomorrow night. This can be quite lovely. But overall it is breaking mighty fair here at Schoodic.
The first thing I do when arriving at a new location is scout painting sites, even when I’ve been there before. Places change over the seasons, especially after a winter like last year’s. I’m pleased to report that Frenchman’s Bay and the Schoodic Peninsula are just where I left them, although the pavement patches indicate it was a tough winter on the roads.
Usually I do this scouting alone or with my monitor. This year, Bernard and Nancy had already checked in and were willing to ride around with Kari and me.
We talked to a tall, burly fellow working on a commercial fishing pier. He turned out to be an IT professional doing an installation. A nice man offered to let us paint the harbor at Corea from his property. We climbed up and down rocks and took pictures.
At six, the class met up for a lobster feast. I had ruminated on ice-breaking ideas all afternoon, but it turned out that there was no ice. A friendlier group of painters would be impossible to find anywhere.
The food was grand—potato salad, a corn and black bean salad baked beans, lobster, chicken, corn on the cob, watermelon and strawberry shortcake. We talked and laughed and had a few glasses of wine.
Then the mosquitos came out, accompanied by a few raindrops—just enough to tell us it was bedtime.
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I’m up on the Schoodic Peninsula in beautiful Acadia National Park, teaching. Interested in next year’s Maine workshop? Email me.