Judy and I drove down to Five Islands and had a lobster dinner on the wharf there, just to keep in practice. Now the view includes traditional fishing boats, the other four islands (you're standing on the 5th one if you're wondering), black-headed seagulls, a few very hungry mosquitoes, and a view of the Sheepscot River.

However, Mary's backyard's not bad, especially after several bottles of Guiness, rum, or bourbon. Still, there's something to be said about eating lobsters on the wharf in Five Islands, while sipping our Australian chardonay.

Cheerily,
Charley Noble