Wednesday, July 14, 2010
We Were There ... and There Will Never Be the Same!
Deborah Taylor. It's a private establishment and was locked up solid. I was a bit disappointed, but due to the sweltering heat and humidity, I decided not to try another plan and just hit the road for Liverpool. Lu had brought along snacks for the road so we didn't need to stop for lunch. Liverpool was just as hot and sticky. Between light rain showers, we managed to pick up some groceries and refreshments and headed over to visit with Deb, who, with her wonderful husband, Chuck, were waiting for us with open arms! It's hard to describe the down east hospitality at it's best, but for the next twenty four hours, we were treated like royalty. (Sorry Liz .. sucks to be you!) They made us a wonderful supper and had their guest cottage all made up for us. Deb had even cleverly installed a tarp and huge patio umbrella over the door and patio area which created a dry place for all of us to enjoy the day, as it was far too stuffy inside the house. We were totally spoiled. Yes it rained, but a good time was had by all. Our friend Loran even came up to spend the evening with us. I'm sure the neighbors were relieved when we departed the next day and headed for Loran's, out on White Point, where it rained so hard we couldn't even get outside, so we watched the soccer final on television and got a great takeout of seafood from a local eatery.
Deborah and Chuck Taylor in Liverpool and Loran MacLeod in White Point. When are you coming to visit me?