Bye bye Hannah

Hannah leaves today, after brightening our lives for almost two weeks. Owen will be devastated. The gardens may shrivel back to their former selves. The bunkhouse will languish, unloved.
However, while she was here, Hannah did put a dent in Maine's seafood supply. Her Last Supper was at Gurnet Trading Company, some really great fried clams, and a disappointing (compared to their winter variety) seafood chowder.
It has been a great summer for eating lobster, though not so good for those who trap them.