On the Carrabassett

  I don't know exactly when Laurel (my daughter) told me that she had lost her job. It was definitely after Christmas and the explanation was that I had enough on my plate without fretting over the loss of a job. Her company gave her a generous severance package so she wisely used the time to finish work on her degree. 

She graduated this spring with a Bachelor's degree in Operations Management. I am very proud of all her hard work through the years as she always worked full time while fitting in a half load of classes. She received the job loss as a gift, which it turned out to be in more ways than one: she was able to finish her classes without distractions and she left behind a toxic environment with lots of chemicals.

She hit the deck running looking for good employment. She found it in mid-spring. The only problem was that it is two hours north. This meant lots of of commuting time, about four hours a day total. Needless to say, that wasn't going to work long-term.

She closed on her second home a few weeks ago and, week before last, I was invited up to see her new digs or her half-time digs. She spends her working days there and her days off back at her custom-made home, which is just 30 minutes away from me. Those are the days I like best. ッ

Anyway, without further ado, here are some of the photos I took of the drive and her wee, adorable camp on the Carrabassett River. (It looks as if the Maine Cabin Masters could have been at work on her home away from home.)

Heading north...Love a Rock Wall 

Laurel did all the driving 

Looks like Maine to me

The front of the cabin faces the river


We found Charlie and Charlotte in the Loft

Laurel found a package waiting and set about to assemble her new grill while I sat watching from the porch and then went exploring a bit.

My corner on the porch

The River

The Guest House (No, I didn't stay there.)

An Outside Shower 😳

Lots of Christmas Trees...Laurel is getting rid of them; Adam already has his selected

Only Neighbors...what great quintessential New England architecture!

There are lots of flowers about...Laurel is not impressed with them as she has zero time for gardening

side view

all done

Goodness, blogging with Blooger has become a pain. All I wanted to say is that that's the kitchen above and below is the loft with Laurel and Charlie having a moment. (Not allowed at this moment to caption.)

It was lovely to see Laurel's new situation. I hope that she is not there for much longer than a couple of years. It's the end of the world...17 miles from a grocery store. But, it is just 15 minutes from her employment so that is a good thing. Long commutes are revolting.

Sweet yellow watering can...guess she's taking care of flowers after all


The cats have commutes these days, too. That isn't always going very well so Laurel has a plan for them that includes staying by themselves for her short work weeks and joining her wherever she is for long weeks.



There, there, Charlie. It will all be okay.

Thank you for reading. I don't think I can face another post the way this one behaved so it will be awhile until the powers that be get their act together. Take care!