Picking up 25 pounds of lobster the day before everyone arrives and steaming them for the saturday family feast of stew, salad or just dipped in butter. Next baking the blueberry cobbler to have for desert with whipped cream.

In the morning everyone comes to a breakfast of blueberry pancakes with real maine maple syrup and many cups of java. Then kids, aunts, uncles, cousins, memere and pepere along with the dogs are off for a cold swim in the atlantic. A tear falls on my cheek from seeing the joy of family fun.

After the driftwood search the fire is lit and peels of laughter when hearing the remember when's. Then off to dreaming of next summer.