The beauty and simplicity of Michael's Skywater Cottage would have pleased Thoreau who described Walden as Skywater.
My husband Mike and I had no need for television or internet with the wildlife display we enjoyed from the deck: 5 shy deer nibbling on windfall apples, the old man grunts of climbing porcupines searching for higher hanging fruits, diving loons, a curious seal, and nervous chipmunks scurrying across the lawn.
We picked and peeled a potful of some of the best tart apples while we watched their antics, simmering it slowly with maine maple syrup to create a fragrant autumn sauce.
We cooked. We grilled. Eagles wheeled overhead while we kayaked. The weather was glorious. The books were plentiful and the view was spectacular. We drove to Southwest Harbor for more books from the sale cart in front of the library and to Notch Bakery for tasty pastries and, bagels and bread
We can't wait to return to Skywater Cottage.
"Sky water. It needs no fence. Nations come and go without defiling it. It is a mirror which no stone can crack, whose quicksilver will never wear off, whose gilding Nature continually repairs; no storms, no dust, can dim its surface ever fresh; -- a mirror in which all impurity presented to it sinks, swept and dusted by the sun's hazy brush -- this the light dust-cloth -- which retains no breath that is breathed on it, but sends its own to float as clouds high above its surface, and be reflected in its bosom still." - Walden, Henry David Thoreau