Mainiacs is a revered term, only given to those who are 5th generation (or more) born in Maine. If you were born in Maine but you are 1st - 4th generation, you're a Mainer. Everyone else is just "a person from away". I came to Maine for "just one semester," but now I'm "tenure track" which means I'm here to stay for a while. As I was in those first few months, I am very excited about this adventure and the chance to meet the great people of Maine.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
9/16/08 Labor Day details are coming, I promise
The amazing and wonderful Labor Day weekend ended on Monday and the new school year officially started on Tuesday. It's been a whirlwind ever since. I still haven't finished putting up photos or writing about Saturday afternoon and evening from the 4-day adventure. I promise I will. I hope to get to it this weekend. But meanwhile, life has been happening and I couldn't put all the blog entries on hold. I still have about 20 entries from last fall with photos and no words because I kept waiting 'til I had time to get caught up. So I've posted everything that I have and am up to date except for Labor Day weekend. When I do finish Labor Day's postings, I will add a blog entry with details so you can get caught up. Meanwhile, life moves on and mine continues to move in amazing and wondrous paths. God has so many fun surprises for me. I can't wait to see what will happen in my life next! Stay posted!
9/16/08 Close Enounter of the Striped Kind
I was walking home tonight after dark and under a full moon. I passed lots of people, so it wasn't too late. Or maybe it was late enough to be out when lots of other late night walkers were out. It's only 8 tenths of a mile from my office to The Verandah (which is how I now refer to the whole dwelling place including the verandah) and I was on the last tenth of a mile (all uphill). In the shadows by a fence between two houses I saw something moving and then I saw its shadow in the full moonlight and thought, "Oh a kitty cat!" Before I could call out "Here kitty kitty kitty," I figured out that there was a really big white stripe down the back of that "kitty". Eeegads! A skunk! Right here in civilization! Of course, I am pretty close to a big woods and there's not much about Farmington that isn't right on the border of rural. And skunks live in big cities as well as in the country due to encroachment. But this was as close to a live skunk as I've ever been and it was too close. I crossed the street and picked up my pace. I saw a shooting star and that was cool. As I looked back down from that, I swear a shadowy animal was crossing the street and went into my driveway. It did NOT have the silhouette of a cat or a dog, but I don't know what it was since I just caught a glimpse of it. In Dallas you could carry a whistle or mace and you knew you could 911 if you had any kind of encounter. What do you carry for protection from wildlife?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)