The publishing of last week’s slice is worthy of a slice of its own. I was camping in Acadia National Park and was happily off the grid with no wi-fi or cell service. As Tuesday approached, I used the WordPress app on my phone which allowed me to work off-line. I squeezed in bits of writing when I could. My trip to the Northeast Harbor Library to publish was an adventure.
I woke Tuesday morning to the sounds of rain pattering on the roof of the trailer. I sighed and snuggled deeper into my sleeping bag enjoying a little extra rest before getting the day started. A little while later, I woke up and made the coffee while my friend Susie took care of the horses. I dodged rain drops and moved our outdoor kitchen around to maximize the coverage of our awning. While drinking coffee, Susie and I discussed our plan for the day which was mostly going to involve waiting out the weather. When I mentioned my need to get wi-fi, Susie generously said I could drive the truck down to town. Okay… I thought a bit nervously. Susie’s truck is a large, heavy-duty diesel truck whose primary job is to haul 2-3 horses around in her large horse trailer. I have driven it before, in a straight line, on the highway while hauling the horses. But, driving into town would be a new experience.
When it was time to leave, I climbed up into the truck and settled myself in behind the wheel. Susie’s advice was, “Keep it between the trees!” My drive into Northeast Harbor was uneventful as I focused on keeping the truck on the road. By the time I arrived in town, I was able to confidently able to navigate the busy, narrow streets of this little harbor town. I was dismayed to discover others had sought refuge at the library and all of the spots were full and I figured I would need at least 2-3 spots to park the truck. On my second trip around the block I was able to ease into a spot on the end of a side street
I have visited the Northeast Harbor Library before and, like all libraries, it feels like a home away from home to me. I found an outlet to charge my phone and Fitbit and settled into a public access computer. After a few tries trying to remember my login to WordPress, I was ready to get to work. I uploaded my draft and started editing and revising. Lots of mistakes to fix since I had typed on my phone!
Of course, I was a bit distracted by the goings on around me. The library was a busy place on a rainy summer day. Based on my listening in to the various conversations at the circulation desk, the Northeast Harbor Library does a wonderful job making all feel welcome and accommodating summer visitors. Whether its giving directions, explaining available services or loaning books and DVDs the library has it covered.
While I was working, a friend came to talk to the 10ish year-old girl who was playing a game on the computer next to me. “Did you go to sailing camp today?” the friend asked. The girl replied with a nod as she was very focused on her game. I was confused because she was sitting next to me and I was definitely not at sailing camp. My confusion was cleared up about ten minutes later when a group of four children all blond and freckled like the girl next to me approached wearing life vests. They told her it was time to go. After some arguing, she sighed and reluctantly left her game and picked up her own life vest which was on the ground between us (I hadn’t noticed it) and off they went.
The lady across from me answered a phone call about a piece of writing she was giving feedback on. Before I could get too involved in listening in on her conversation, the librarian came over and quietly asked her to take her call outside.
A little bit later, I heard a man come in for his first visit of the summer and reconnect with the lady at the circulation desk. He gave her a friendly greeting and reminded her of his name. She said, “Oh yes, hello you live at ______ ! How was your winter?” They chatted for a bit and he asked if it would be okay if he played the harpsichord. She enthusiastically replied, “Yes, I am sure our visitors would love to hear harpsichord music!”
Wait… what!?! Harpsichord? I figured I missed something. But, no… A few minutes later I hear the harpsichord. Eek… I guess the last time it was played was last summer when he played it. So the playing actually meant tuning and I had to listen to the pling-pling of out-of-tune harpsichord while I tried to focus on finishing up my post. Soon pling-pling was joined by wonk-wonk… someone’s car alarm was going off outside the library window. Pling-pling… Wonk-wonk… Pling-pling… Wonk-wonk… I looked at the guy next to me and we both chuckled and rolled our eyes. For a moment, I longed for the days when libraries were quiet!
I read some other slices and left some comments. I may have left a comment as someone else. The person who logged into the computer before me and didn’t log out. I didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late. The joys of shared computers! I double checked to make sure I was logged out.
I wandered around the library a little bit more to soak up some of the coziness before heading back out into the drizzly Tuesday.
Today I am back in my favorite reading, writing, blogging, thinking place!
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