"The Diving Float on Shingle Cove - Lake Sebago, Maine" (12"X16", Oil on Canvas, $450)
I've only painted one picture of the beautiful vacation spot that I've gone to every year for the last nine years, Shingle Cove on Lake Sebago in Maine. I find it to be Heaven on Earth. Tina and I go for a week each summer, but not last year, because of renovations to the cabins. There are only four cabins and the cove is secluded and very small. It's surrounded by tall pines and has a small sandy beach. The cove has a sandy bottom, too - not the slimy mud you might expect. You have to know the owners to get a week's rental, so there's never a crush of people there, along with the fact that the cove and the pine woods behind it clear out to the access road are private property.
We rent a car for the week, load up all our stuff and drive up to Maine. We unload the car and head out to the supermarket a few miles away, to buy all the food and wine that we'll need for the full week. Then we take it to the cabin, unload it and settle in for the long relaxing week to come. No going out to the Rockport Shoe outlet, or the lame restaurants, or anything else that would spoil the perfect experience of being at the lake for a week. We swim and snorkel in the cove, use our float mattresses, barbecue on the big stone BBQ pit or make delicious meals in the kitchen. Every breakfast is a big one, every lunch is a light one, and every dinner is a great one. From noon on, the wine lamp is lit and the big hammock that we bring and hang right outside our usual cabin, number three, is swaying beneath the pines and inviting us to read or nap in its wide expanse. The sun is usually shining, and even if it's not, the rain is relaxing, brief, and sometimes quite wild and exciting for a spell. After which, everything is fresher and cleaner than before and the smell of the rain in the trees is intoxicating.
Every evening at about 4:30 it's time for cheese and crackers, grapes, and wine. Very civilized as the setting sun makes the lake absolutely sparkle and the shadows get long. Sitting in the big rocking chairs on the screened-in side porch while looking at the diamond-covered lake as we take a sip of wine and a bite of Asiago cheese-and-crackers is one of the finest experiences that we could ever hope to share. You can't believe the relaxation I feel from just thinking about it and writing it down. If you can't understand, then I don't know what to say. I can only hope that you too find your Heaven on Earth some day.