The weather continues to blow from the north and my hopes dim that we will get off the island tomorrow morning. I’ve just e-mailed this to Captain DeBery who returns today from his brother’s wedding in Greece.
O Captain! My Captain!
Welcome back! I hope your trip to Greece was hugely eventful and that you sent your brother off down the isle in style. We’ve been here for two weeks, by choice, but I’m worried if the weather from the last two days persists, you won’t be able to come for us tomorrow. We have so much to do. One friend of ours arrives on the afternoon bus and will stay the week. When she departs on the 1st, another friend arrives for a three day stay. Connie will try to come back on the 3rd for her overnight which she wasn’t able to take advantage of while you were away because Drew wouldn’t come out in the fog.
There are a lot of places we need to hit before that and our first stop will be to Wiscasette to a woman who opens shop at eight and will hopefully be able to fix the broken wing of one of Oliver’s offspring, if we can get it in a box and transport it. France has been feeding Ollie, Junior and we’re hopeful that he won’t put up too much of a fuss when we capture it with a big fleece jacket.
I’ve sent the pictures just to see if you’ve dealt with this kind of glut in the cove before, undoubtedly dumped by the wind and swell out of the north that doesn’t seem to abate. We have a lot of stuff to load and would require several trips in the dingy if you bring the big boat. Low tide is at 6:22 so that should be in our favor in terms of loading the small boat at the shoreline. I’ll stay tuned to forecasts and wait for your call. Obviously if I don’t hear from you, we’ll be ready at seven, as discussed.
Looking forward to seeing you.