May 24: Budget

Head in rows of numbers.
A Merlin zips past
over the empty harbor.

September 2: The Fog

We can't see the harbor
from our window seats.
Glass of dry red wine.

July 30: Overheard conversations

Dining al fresco--
man at next table
talks about someone I know.

July 22: Out with my niece

Waiting for our food
at the Waterfront,
we play Mad Libs.

August 27: Sea, food

My husband and I walked into town to play tourist yesterday and ended up sitting on the deck at the Waterfront Restaurant for a mid-afternoon snack so that we could enjoy the harbor and mountain views. Sun shone on the bobbing masts, rippled across the water's surface, and revealed the stony ledges of Mount Battie, which looms over the head of the harbor. All day I've been craving seafood, but our favorite sushi place was closed, so we had to make do with French fries and blueberry sorbet instead.

A long walk to the harbor--
now I'm craving
sushi for supper.

June 14: Peonies

What better way to enjoy a summer evening after work than to have a drink with a friend on the outside deck at the Waterfront Restaurant, watching the sailboats cruising in for the evening while ospreys cry overhead? And later, back home, it's still light enough to stay outside a little longer to watch a gregarious flock of waxwings fly-catching in an oak tree, and pick the huge, fragrant peonies that had collapsed onto the lawn under their own weight.

Something of the sun
lingers now inside the house--
peony perfume.