Daily Mantra: "Time and tide wait for none." -some guy I made a sandwich for in 1998 while working at Waterfront Market in Thomaston, Maine.
I think driving back and forth to all of these sessions has given me the opportunity to remember pieces of my past that had been lost to the daily haste of mommyhood.
When I was 17, I worked at a convenient store/market that catered to a lot of clammers and lobsterman. I was swamped with orders that day when a clammer, dressed in the traditional garb (muddy thigh high boots with yellow painted toe tips, and a red and black flannel shirt from LL Bean or Reny's...never could tell which at this point in the morning) walked behind the counter and shouted this quote to me. I remember shouting something back slightly inappropriate...enough to get an eye brow raise from my Massachusetts born boss. "Ahh...she's a Maine girl through and through..." the man said in chorus with his laughter as he tucked back in line with the rest of the fishermen waiting for their lunch. It was 5am. I had gotten up at 4:30 that morning before school to go in for a few hours to help out. I remember at that time in my life thinking that him calling me a "Maine girl" was some kind of insult above and beyond any I have every been called. Hormones and the infinite wisdom of teenagedom will do that to a person I guess.
Although this photo isn't of "home"...it still made me pull over my car on a bridge in the middle of route 2 going 60 (ok....73...haha), step out, and take a picture. Sometimes home still calls to you...no matter where you are.