Lobstah, lobstah, lobstah

So last night we had lobster for dinner--again. How many times can you have it and eat it before you get tired of it? I don't know the answer to that question, but I'm willing to be a test subject. Nine lobsters for four people, nine lobsters pulled out of the ocean mere hours before we cooked them. Five were hard-shelled, and four were peelers, with a "soft shell" that still needed pressure to get into. The two that were not eaten last night will be chopped up into lobster rolls for a late lunch today.
Now  back to yesterday's title: Bread and Wine. We brought 16 or 18 bottles with us from Maryland, and bought more in NH, so we have boxes of wine to move to the cottage where we're spending the next seven nights. Whatever is left will be hauled back to Ann's next weekend as we prepare to spend our last few days with her.
As for the bread, Ann asked Phin to bring back a couple of loaves when he returned to the island on Thursday. Michael also went off on Thursday, and brought back three different kinds of bread from the farmer's market. Ann made biscuits, so now we're inundated with bread.
Some would call it a sign; we should be having holy communion at some point, but we're convinced that whoever is out there has blessed us beyond measure already, and we always feel as if we're communing when we eat, so all is well.
After dinner last night, when the dishes were finally done around nine, the four of us walked down to the dock to look at the moon and the stars. Seeing how lovely it was then made me eager to see the full moon next Saturday  night after the festival. Pray, whomever your target of prayer, for clear skies and enthusiastic but docile crowds at  the festival. Pray no one--dog or human--mars anyone's lawn with excrement.
In case any of you are wondering what else one does on an island, we have a charity buoy sale this afternoon to benefit the library, a charity bird sale tomorrow afternoon to benefit the neighborhood house, a bake sale from 10-2 to benefit the church,  a lecture about the mural that Maine's governor had removed from the state house, the town fair all day Monday, a town meeting Tuesday night, a movie Wednesday at the neighborhood house, and I'm not sure what else because I plan to be otherwise engaged hiking in the national park.
I need to stay longer just so I can get some relaxation in at some point. Temperature today at 2:25, 76.