Rent A Log Cabin At Tall Timber Lodge On Drews Lake In New Limerick Maine
On the bottom of every Maine license plate is the label of what the state is, Vacationland.
And you don’t have to be flush with money to enjoy any of the four seasons in Maine either. But because there is usually a little drive involved to get here, staying overnight is a given. To sample Maine fully each trip you pencil in on your calendar. To be away for needed “R” and “R”.
So options of where to stay beyond Maine hotels, motels.
There are lots of them from camping in a lean to or pitching a tent at a state park. To hauling in a camper trailer to level, pull out the deck chairs and start relaxing by a nightly fire. As you plan the next day’s adventure in Maine. Don’t forget your swimming trunks, bathing suits and fishing poles either!
In Southern Aroostook County, Tall Timber Lodge in New Limerick Maine on Drews Lake is worthy consideration for a night or longer stay too. The dead end road quietness on Baxter Brook and the North Shore of Drews Lake will enhance what ever activities you have scheduled on your Vacation.
Wildlife from loons to Maine white tail deer and moose will entertain on your stay at Tall Timber Lodge.
The cabins at Tall Timber Lodge have everything needed to assure an affordable, memorable vacation. And the lodge with massive stone fireplace, an outdoor actitivies tent is ideal to rent for weddings, office parties, family reunions or business meetings.
Make a mental note to check the Tall Timber Lodge at Drews Lake links. To consider the Southern Aroostook County rest stop as the one to book for your next vacation to Northern Maine. Take a video tour of Drews Lake. You are not going to spend the entire Maine vacation inside the cabins playing cribbage either! You will be outside, on the water all the time you can sneak away and to really relax.
Local Maine Libraries Get Lots Of Use By All Ages Of The Small Communities.
More and more Maine homes that I am in are missing televisions.
The electronic babysitter and killer of so much time where everyone gets the thousand yard stare, detaches, becomes uncommunicative. Even during commercials. Reading, other recreational opportunities being exercised instead of just plugging into the tube.
When the kids were young beginning readers I was lucky to be able to get them into the local Cary Library summer reading program. As a parent starting the joy of nightly bedtime stories by reading, by sharing together books like the CS Lewis Chronicles of Narnia series to the kids caused a spark. One that flamed the desire to discover the joy of reading a good book.
So it was the kids that exposed me to CS Lewis initially and I am still feasting on his works.
My summer reading program today started the morning with passages from “Reflections on the Psalms”. Today’s food for thought from Lewis about silence.
“Silence is a good refuge. People will not notice it nearly so easily as we tend to suppose. And (better still) few of us enjoy it as we might be danger of enjoying more forcible methods. Disagreement can, I think, sometimes be expressed without the appearance of priggery, if it is done arguementatively not dictorially: support will often come from some most unlikely member of the party, or from more than one, til we discover that those who were silently dissentient were actually a majority. A discussion of real interest may follow. Of course the right side may be defeated in it. That matters very much less than I used to think. The very man who has argued you down will sometimes be found, years later, to have been influenced by what you said.
The book I read this passage from this morning retreived from the Maine farm home I grew up in that was loaded with a goldmine of literary works.
To delve in to, digest and ponder. What makes the books extra special is underlined sections where a parent high lighted a key point that need emphasizing to the reader before me. Even when your parents are gone from this Earth, lessons they learned are still shared with those left behind it seems. Just like flower gardens they established, morals, values, life’s cycle continues.
Cary Library In Houlton Maine A Carneigie Endowment Local Jewel Video
Maine, grab a good book, pull up a hammock by some waterfront and feel a wash of contentment. Take refuge in the silence, the peace and quiet of the place with the space call Maine. Get your kids into a Maine library summer reading program!
Find Yourself In The Space In The Place Called Maine.
Small Maine towns take 4th of July, other holidays pretty darn tootin’ serious.
And everyone in the rural areas of Vacationland steps up to be part of the celebrations. More involved, more fun, home grown on the local level.
What are you doing for the 4th of July?
Need a visual and audio suggestion? Thought you would never ask…toggle, look, listen. Consider being in Maine this 4th of July to enjoy Independence Day among the best people on the planet for the red, white and blue hoopla and fireworks!
Maine 4th of July Parade, State Fair Video.
Maine State Fairs like the one in Houlton are loaded with fun activities.
Point the car, truck, SUV, motorcycle north up Interstate 95 to hit “The County”.
Maine, find your place in the space of the Pine Tree State up here in the right hand corner of the country. Parked on the Canadian border on three sides. Maine, always you best case scenario.
Maine Home Porches Get Used..Talks, Snacks, Naps Happen Here.
Nothing hurts the look, style, taste of a grand old Maine house more than removal of the front porch.
The glassed and variety of open outdoor wrap around original porch structures make the “home sweet home”. The porches not just nailed on to Victorian Maine homes for simply show or curb appeal though.
Maine porches still get used, are a working part of a healthy home.
Turn off the television. Power down the ipod, lap top, Droid phone electronic device. Come sit a spell. My Mom used the front glassed, screened porch for her daily lessons. To prepare for the day with the beauty of her many flower beds in view as she studied scripture verses.
With song birds serenading due in part to well stocked feeders she tended. And with lots of sunshine hitting the porch due to it’s eastern orientation. The therapeutic setting complete. To open up her heart to commune, connect with her creator. No distractions, no intrusions on this daily exercise to spend time on the Maine home porch.
Afternoon naps, nodding off happened on that same porch too.
Starting a good book in the maroon and white sofa glider that begged for an oil can as you settled in or got up to leave it. Then laying it down for a little shut eye. Completely at peace, in your own little world feeling the sunshine warm your skin.
Company landed on the same porch in season. Evening talks on the Maine home porch were extra special. With family conversations continuing in to the night as parents switched on lamps to add a rosy glow to the summer living room gab fest. Maybe sampling some home made grape nut ice cream added to the communication. Double scooped on a generous slab of hot out of the oven strawberry rhubbard pie. That was not out of a boxed mix but from a recipe handed down from the last generation of cooks.
Family history porch stories were my favorite as the youngest of four boys.
Because I came in later in the game. Could not remember all the tales, experiences my older brothers could from being in those family events. Memories, being part of something bigger than ourselves is why the front porch was a special place. Part of daily life as free therapy sessions too before days of fifty five minute visits with a total stranger paid to listen.
The Maine home porch a super place to park it on a regular basis growing up. To help sort out problems or as a place to share joys depending on the day. Or as a working area to shell a fresh pail of pea pods. To remove the silk, shuck the ears of corn from the garden out back. With the grandmother supervising the operation. Sharing wisdom with a grandchild who helped picked them before supper. One that would end with fresh strawberries collected earlier to go on fresh baked short cake biscuits. With some whipped cream to complete the sweet treat.
Sometimes porch talks revolved around, about the farming year.
With predictions of the season being a bonanza or a “lean, just try to break even one” shaping up ahead. Breaking even was considered a good year because you got to do it again. You stayed on the farm. And survived whatever struggle the weather, the outside produce markets threw your way to see if you had a sense of humor. If you were built with the right stuff to persevere. And become stronger because farming, like life was not going to get any easier.
The front porch I grew up on had an old sofa bed with a cover. Had been moved from One Watson, Three Franklin Avenues to the farm on US Rt 2 outside Houlton Maine. The light green painted wicker rocker, upholstered darker green cushioned love seat extra seating options if the squeaky glider was in use. Pick a chair and begin the conversation, the family connection.
With the screens doing their job and windows raised, you felt almost outdoors.
Where all Mainers strive to be as much as possible. In winter the porch hibernated while the conversations moved in to the Maine farm home kitchen. Where a pair of rockers sat waiting near a glowing Jotul wood cook stove that warmed your bones. With help from a cup of fresh tea, coffee, a home made cookie to nibble on. While your insides, other parts were heated up and any chill removed.
Porches in Maine, not just for looks, show. Where time is spent through out life as family, the most important institution laughs, crys, shares setbacks and joys together. To weather the storms and periods of blue skies and sunshine in Maine. Find your place in the space of Maine.
Good Weather And Music Add To District 7810 Houlton Maine Rotary Annual Conference.
Rotary is not just a humanitarian service organization helping third world countries to ease the stranglehold of poverty, disease and famine.
Rotary would be missed on the local level because of all the projects that the local Maine and New Brunswick Canada clubs step up to take on to improve a community’s quality of life.
District 7810 of Rotary’s International group is a Maine and New Brunswick Canadian group.
This year’s annual conference was hosted in Houlton Maine, home town of Rotary District 7810’s Governor for 2012, Leigh and Sandy Cummings.
Watch videos of the highlights of this year’s very worthwhile Houlton Maine, Aroostook County Rotary meetings.
The local Houlton Maine Rotary club has been a big shot in the arm in so many ways. Rotary’s “Service above self” reminder is not a bad way to lead your life. Giving back to others to celebrate how grateful we all should be for how lucky, fortunate we all are.
Thank you Rotarians for all you do to help make local communities, around the world a better place to live, work and play. Consider joining a local Rotary club where you live and become a better servant. Maine, get here quick as you can. See what you have been misssing.
Keeping Life In Balance, Maine Living Is Kept Real, Simple.
When you raise food, crops for vittles for other people’s dinner tables, there are plenty of Maine farming obstacles along the way.
Like life, weather is never predictable or plain and simple easy. Having enough of the proper seed is pretty critical, important too.
The rows and rows of fertile soil hills cultivated and hoed. With the right trickle of water to hydrate the growing operation. Fertilized with the balance of nutrients needed to get big healthy yields of food stuffs. Then harvested, wisked in to storage until the bin is peddled and emptied. Hopefully you at least broke even so you can do it all over again next spring as you survive on a Maine farm.
Some people get through life easier than others.
Despite twists, turns, set backs and log jams. Overall able to stay pretty even keeled, grateful. You know you have met someone with way way harder struggles to deal with. The death of a child. A major illness that goes on and on like a recurring cancer. But still possessing a positive, faithful attitude despite it all. And you think would you have the same viewpoint if it was you with the extra helping of pain and suffering added to your plate? Be so chipper if wearing the same moccasins?
Back to picking rocks, a job some not exposed to Maine farm work could equate to hard time wearing stripes on a prison chain gang.
I saw a Farmall red “H” pulling a rock cart in a field next to a Maine farm I own on the way to work today. What you get out of life all boils down to how you view it, live it.
Every year a new crop of field stones surface like clockwork. Some pretty big. Most easily picked under the hot sun and tossed in to the slow moving cart. With a full load dumped along a property line to better define it. Or used as fill in a roadway muddy section with poor drainage to create a solid base to travel over with farm machinery. Put to good use. For a win win situation. So farm equipment does not have to tangle with the rocks that cause damage in the planting, cultivating, harvest operation.
The field rocks on Maine farm land don’t just “ta da” go away.
They show up right on schedule and how you use them is the sermon here. To temper and enrich the way you look at life. Greater appreciation for what is good in life, the small things you are grateful for creates an abundant supply of overflowing joy and contentment. If you chose to want to take that approach. Were you taught to always look for the silver lining?
With rock picking, maybe you got to drive the tractor. Had a good crew to chit chat with and to forget the task at hand. Maybe it is such a feeling of relief when you are hot, sweaty, tired and dirty but there, done for another year. Heading to a Maine lake to cool off. Or thinking about a trip to the ice cream dairy bar as the treat that is the stick and carrot end of the exercise. And knowing the farmer needed your help. That you are part of something bigger than yourself.
How you were raised, what was talked about in and outside of the four walls of the family home.
The shape, make up of your world viewpoint controls how you filter everything coming at you in life. How you react to events, situations. And people like you and me that all come at you with tons of idiosyncrasies, quirks. But rising above the Dick and Jane, Ken and Barbie individual areas that can tick you off, frustrate removes the chains that hold you back from a rich life.
Expectations of others plane out when you take time to learn who they are, what they have been through. Understanding someone else happens easier when you think of someone besides the needs, emotions of just the person you look at brushing your teeth each morning. And shows a sign of maturity as you accept the way things just are for everyone around you.
Realizing what you think you want is not always what you really need in life.
Being a little red hen, can do, full of hope person can irritate an Eeyore. Beware, the postive attitude will not be embraced with open arms by all around you. But you either have it or not. Are built, wired, conditioned to get through the day to day the postive way. Don’t stop embracing what has caused you so much success in life because it bothers someone else who lacks it. Or just does not share the same view point or approach to life.
Don’t let anyone remove that or beat you down telling you there is nothing about you they like. No one else is you. Be you. Work to improve you. But others don’t define you unless you let them, trust them. And only if they are kind, gentle, loving and nurturing. Everyone is well intentioned right? Does the best they can. But measuring up, others should not be the end all to let you know if you do or not. Get on your knees. Answer to someone with higher authority, infinite power by surrendering.
Maine, we keep it simple. Look at things that happen around us a whole different way. Take it all in stride and consider it all joy. Find your place in the space of Maine.
