As if someone had flipped off the Summer switch, Maine was cold, dreary and deserted when I flew up for the last time on August 31. Marni and Lisa greeted me at Portland Field. Stella was already in Natick with my parents.It was a very unusual and wonderful experience having Marni around as an only child for two days. Taking care of one child never seems easier once you are use to taking care of two.
Friday was taken up with packing.
Saturday turned out to be a beautiful day. We said goodbye to Steve Goodman, Barbara, and Linda and headed to Stonewall Kitchen in a car bursting at the seams.
Leaving The Cottage has never been more difficult. The girls absolutely thrive there. Both of them have grown up so much in the past month. I only pray that The Cottage (or something like it) stays in our family for many more generations.
Now.. onward and upward. They head back to school tomorrow, and the adventures continue.
