THROUGH MY WINDOWS

It's time to be thinking about cold weather. Yesterday as I drove here and there trying to find the essence of Fall, the sky was ominous. Pumpkin Island lighthouse had a dark cloud hanging over it and it portrayed what was in my heart. Too soon our pretties will be no more and dismal's frowning face will be at our door. Right now we are feeling a  refreshing coolness in the air and, being the odd person I am, I still dress like it's Summer. But soon even I will no longer  don short sleeves and my sandals. The nights here on the Island are chilly, just the way I like it but Mom has the old oil furnace cranked up to an uncomfortable temperature so I am still sleeping with the window open. She's always "freezing" and I am complaining about how warm the house is by saying every half hour, "phew, it's hot in here".  About a week ago while in Stonington, that fishing village at the tip of the Island, I drove down Indian Point Road to see

I HOPE THAT YOUR SUMMER WAS EVERYTHING YOU WERE ANTICIPATING! It was hot but SUMMERS are, aren't they? IN Pennsylvania where I live it was hot AND  humid. But these days MAINE is my second home since Dad went to heaven and I try to attend to the needs of Mom. Living on an ISLAND can be boring but it sure is BEAUTIFUL in the summer. Since I grew up here I tend to take it for granted but occasionally, when stepping outside, the SALTY OCEAN BREEZE hits me and I realize what a tonic it is for a weary soul.  If  only I could  bottle a "potion" of  that to take back to Bethlehem! The last three weeks have been very busy with doctor appointments, cleaning, repairs to the house and entertaining company. I am still fighting the "mystery" illness that has settled in my lungs. It's difficult to carry on a conversation these days without having a coughing fit. Oh, well, hopefully, this too shall pass.  Mom's eyes have become the big issue. T