Today is Labor Day and I leave Machias tomorrow. Went to Cara's and helped make cucumber pickles. It was a "learning experience" for both of us. Things didn't turn out exactly as planned, but that's OK. Next year they'll be better. (Gee, I hope she's not planning to give any members of my vast audience a jar of pickles for Christmas.)

It's hard for me to leave this place. I've had so much fun this summer as you can see from the rest of the blog. It's been wonderful being with the family, gardening with Edith, dancing at Edith's classes, laughing with the sewing group, enjoying the Bees, the Blueberry Festival and the Blackfly Ball, and making some delightful friends. Now I go home to resettle and begin the rest of my life.