Buttercups and Belted Galloways

A full moon rose over Penobscot Bay last night, illuminating Camden Harbor with a soft glow that shimmered over the water and cast ghostly shadows over the quiet streets of town. As the sun rose the next morning, a cool breeze kicked off the bay, keeping the temperatures in the high 50's. It was a beautiful June morning, one that never seemed to end. White puffy clouds raced across the sky. Green grass swayed back and forth in the breeze. Buttercups, Lupines and Dogwoods all bloomed in the sun, as the sweet smell of the ocean danced through the air. All was quiet down at Rockport harbor. Yawls, schooners, and powerboats sat at their respective moorings, seemingly itching to get out on the bay and play all day in the southwesterly breeze. A few fishermen loaded up their gear and headed out for the morning. A lone seagull soared in the distance, his white wings skimming across the top of the water, leaving a perfect ripple in their wake. Barely past 6 in the morning, the harbor was still, and still is how I like it. Alone and in my own little world, I walked down to the shore, and took in my surroundings. The air was so sublime that I wanted to bottle it up and sell it for a million dollars. The sun felt warm on my face and the sand felt cool beneath my feet. Lupines, those lovely purple harbingers of summer, stood erect on the hills behind me, their familiar forms casting silhouettes on the shadowy grass. I walked up the road to Aldermere Farm, where the Buttercups dominated the sloping fields, as Belted Galloways grazed in the early morning light. A few horses lingered in the corner of the farm, as a furry Golden Retriever lounged across the gravel entrance to the property. The sun rose higher in the sky, and the temperature continued to rise. The clouds had all but disappeared by now. Nothing above but a brilliant blue sky. What a perfect morning it was!