Much as I hate to see my favorite month of July begin to slide away, I won’t sing the blues because August brings the blues….Maine’s wonderful wild blueberry crop, an important part of the state’s economy. This year’s crop looks to be the largest in more than a decade — perhaps as many as 90 to 95 million pounds– harvested from our 60,000 acres of fields. The first roadside stands are already popping up, so if you are vacationing in Maine, or headed our way, be sure to stop and pick up a pint or two. Blueberries are chock-full of antioxidents and vitamins, so you can indulge all you want. And nothing beats a bowl of fish chowder and a homemade blueberry muffin on the side. Unless it’s a slice of blueberry pie for dessert.
Hot and muggy it may be at times, but to me nothing beats the month of July. If May is a month of promise, and June is a tease of what’s to come, then July is the time when everthing comes to fruition. Gardens are at their best (at least for those who, unlike me, keep up with the weeds), boating season here in Maine is at its peak, ospreys and bald eagles soar overhead, and virtually everyone has a smile on his or her face. It’s hard to be grumpy when the sun is shining and you’re living in a state whose motto is “The Way Life Should Be.”
One of the great sights here in Maine is the Pemaquid Lighthouse on the Pemaquid Peninsula. Of course we have a lot of lovely lighthouses, but this one was chosen for the state quarter—and with good reason. A little park surrounds it where you can eat a picnic, go for a walk, or visit the adjacent art gallery. Climb to the top of the tower for a great view and be sure to visit the museum in the former keeper’s house.
Hot weather. Lighthouses. The first wild Maine blueberries (more on these later). Ocean water warm enough to swim in! Is it any wonder that I dream of July all winter long? And did I mention hot weather??