The night was uneventful. I woke to the welcome sound of the Downeaster on its way into Brunswick. I packed up. There had been no rain, so everything was nice and dry. I had planned to get over to the Cook's Corner area of Brunswick to buy my new shoes and other supplies, but the day would go a bit differently.
After checking in online at McDonald's where they have $1 coffees any size, uploading pictures and writing more on my Freeport visit, but still not publishing, I went off in search of a mural my friend had found. In the corner of it was an image that fit my appearance almost perfectly. I wanted to see it for myself. It was located at the Mid Coast Walk In Clinic, right by the Amtrak Station. So, perhaps I'd see the second train come in as well. I would not be disappointed...
There she was, good ole' Train 75!
Awkwardly, I entered the Mid Coast clinic with no apparent injuries. The receptionist said she'd be right with me. I let her know what I was there for and she laughed, looking at the far right corner of the mural, she said, "Wow! That's amazing! You're better looking though." I blushed like a little school boy and then went about capturing the image...
This guy is pretty intensely involved in his song, as he plays to a little girl.
The image is of the Main Street Mall Park.
I couldn't actually fit the whole mural in so we only see three of the four season's.
I went to that same park and ate another couple of small sandwiches from my purchase of ingredients the day before. They were very good and filled me up. I would have to eat the rest that evening or risk things spoiling.
It was Monday and the library would be open. It would be the perfect place to work on the posts I'd not yet had a chance to publish.
I caught the following mural on the side of a building and captured most of it with a panoramic shot. It was extremely well painted, exciting, and meaningful. Brunswick's sister city is Trinidad, Cuba. The mural is called, "Dance of Two Cultures" and celebrates the people of Brunswick and Trinidad together as one. At this time in history, as Cuba is finally opening up and the United States is easing travel restrictions, it seemed especially timely to include the image in this post...
It was time to stop photoing around and get to work. I entered the library and got quite a bit done, publishing one post and preparing several others. I didn't notice how quickly the time flew by and it was later afternoon by the time I just couldn't write any more. It exhausts me far more than walking. The shoes would have to wait one more day.
I left and went back to Dunkin Donuts to just eat a donut and play around online a bit. I also had a paper bag full of P. somniferum seeds from Yarmouth that needed drying and rebagging. A plate worked very well in the air conditioned restaurant...
About a hundred thousand seeds, about two thirds of which were viable enough to plant in the fall.
Finally, around 8:00 pm I felt it was sufficiently dark enough to get back to my sleep spot. Again, the clouds were unsettled and while I had been in Dunkin Donuts rain had fallen. But it stopped by the time I left.
The walk back wasn't as painful as the day before, even though the shoes were even worse. I tried to avoid stones but it was impossible to miss every one. It wasn't long walk and I made the same setup as the day before...
Thankfully, the rain had delayed the take off flight plans of the mosquitoes and I only received a few bites, before climbing into the tent. The air was a bit cooler than the night before and the rain had pulled much of the humidity out of the air. Standing outside for a couple minutes as the last vestiges of orange bled out of the sky, I made my last two small sandwiches, then crawled into my little tent.
I was not sweaty, so I used the sleeping bag right away and was off into a slumber within minutes. I didn't realize that my dream cycle would begin to become stronger again in the next few days, with a few doozies to come.
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