Maine Event: Day 24

I'm dreaming of Yorick (for those of you not in the know, that is the nickname for my sourdough starter). So many possible new things to try in the bread world and there is no way in this kitchen. It rained last night, stopped this morning while we went to the community garden, and has been raining since. I'm enough of a Californian to still find it absolutely delicious and wonderful. It claims it will stop tomorrow morning at about 9 am. 
A couple of observations, the housing and general environment is significantly better and not as expensive as SF. People are more likely to say hi just passing on the street. Cars wait for pedestrians at every opportunity. There is also way less obviously staggering inequality. To balance all the goodness, the food is more expensive and not as good. Sigh. And I'm missing the season of deliciousness in California. Sigh. 
I've been learning more about Peaks Island since we first went and it is a part of Portland itself (it is a 15 min ferry ride that runs hourly year-round) although an island apart. There is a fire department on the island and there are four rotating police that either lives there or commute over. It has about 1000 people that live there year-round and an additional 2000 or so come for the summer. Also, there is very little to do there. While digging around learning stuff I came across this article about the wild animals on Peaks Island (note this is an island that is a few miles off of the peninsula of Portland Maine). It's worth a read if you have the time, did you know that Moose swim? What about other animals like deer? There is also a Peaks Island Community Garden that donates produce to local food pantries. Perhaps sometime in the future, we will get back there to see their handiwork. 
On other culinary adventures: I still haven't found hickory nuts or butternut nuts. We might have to find a forest and gather them ourselves.
Here is our gray rainy day with fog cruising along down low in front. 

Just a rain speckled kale leaf in the garden. 

And a leek leaf - don't ask me - I find unusual things extraordinarily beautiful.

Check out these two together. They could be the flamingo dancers of the plant world.

Wet and rainy evening walk...

Yes, we got drenched and had so much fun - all in under a half-hour. 
Remember to have some fun and simple things like a walk in the rain could qualify. 
Sending love, Tawnia