And I am off to the shore for the weekend with many kith and kin. Much quahog stuffing, sun soaking and singing 'round a driftwood fire on the agenda, but perhaps not much blogging until Sunday night, when I expect to have a few pictures and memories to share. Windrock is playing host to 45 of us, including many Barker cousins of the 1st and second (and 3rd) degree.
Neither a wedding nor a funeral draws us together, but the chance to enjoy one special place (Windrock) while having a short but important family meeting about another (Monhegan). Our time on the Island is fast approaching, and for the first week of July there will be no blogging at all - just gaslight and gulls mewing and the sun going down in a blaze of glory over the Gulf of Maine. Here's hoping you have special places to be and loved ones to share them with this summer.