A Real Maine Adventure

That's right. Renys. A store where dreams come true.

But seriously, this place is magical.

My real live Mainer friend Sarah 

and I were in the mood for 

wool socks 

this afternoon, 

so we took a lil drive 

up the road. 

huge roll of teal duck tape- $2.99

chocolate- $1.99

cookies- $2.99

50 ft of rope- $2.99

wool socks- $3.99

A Real Maine Adventure- Priceless

And speaking of magical, 10 points to Gryffindor to whoever can guess what shape this post is in!

Winter on MDI

The plus side of living on an island in Maine in the winter is that the island is a magical wonderland when it snows. We got a perfect snow on Friday. I woke up to a white sky and blanketed forest (oh yeah my house is in the woods!), and then right when I got out of class at eleven, the sky was bright blue and sunny and we pranced around campus giddily. 

We're so happy! Snow for lunch! 

It's been 3 years and I still can't believe this is campus! 

A prime ice-licking tree

And then on Saturday Becca's family came to visit. We all went skating at Eagle Lake for a few hours, then went home and ate SO MUCH good food. Eagle Lake is the water source for the island, so you can't swim in it. Which is why it is best enjoyed in the winter when it freezes over! There was a couple inches of snow on the ice, but it was still easy to glide through it.

Skating through the snow while it was snowing

Yes, winter is good.

There's no place like Home

It's high time for a corny post (I love corn) about having many homes. I was nervous about returning to COA after a short break in DC and an incredible semester in Arizona. But after my first lunch in TAB, I was glad to be back in this warm and caring community (corny corn corn I know).


COA is home. My friends, Acadia, small school jokes, having classes in a castle, that... uhhh.. pleasant ocean breeze.

A fall bike ride in Acadia

Holi ocean-jump!

DC obviously is also home, my first home. No matter how far we go, my friends and I always manage to reconnect on some break or another and reminisce about our times together at DCPS.

A visit to the new Wilson... stairway to the grass.

Anna and I have our Yerba Mate Latte home tradition

Prescott became my home even though I was only there for five months. It was hard to avoid, what with my luck with my house and housemates and the sunny western welcoming attitudes.

Overlooking lil' Prescott

Grand Canyon was my classroom

And obviously, camp is home. West Virginia, mountain mamma. I was lucky to squeeze in two trips to The Cove this fall/ winter and spend lots of time with the camp friends and make the same really stupid jokes.

A group pic of a lengendary intersession. Can you see our grillz? Because we have them...

Here we are counting all of the birds. Can't you tell?

What I really meant to say is: As much as I miss my other homes, it is good to be back at my COA home. I'm going to stop before I say more corny things about how wonderful my friends are. Corn corn corny corn corn! 
(seriously I'm sorry about the corn. make corn pudding?)

Back to Maine

And I have very mixed feelings about it. 


The Good:
Morning Glory bagels
Seeing old friends
Agnes bagels
My house and new housemates
Being back in Acadia
Winter Ecology camp
The ocean


The Bad:
I'm going to freeze and die
I miss the Prescott people
I have to figure out classes
Unpacking
Realizing that I won't see most of my home and camp friends until Thanksgiving
Limited sunshine


This picture is a combination of both feelings. Ocean! And a terrifying winter storm.