(Lobsters) Packed for Travel

That's "The Hog" on the horizon.
Hog Island Audubon Camp photo.

Nearly twenty years ago I made my first (brief) trip through Maine enroute to New Brunswick, Canada. On that journey it seemed that every few miles we came across a shop with a big, friendly sign that declared "Lobsters packed for travel."*

Is it just me, or does your mind also conjure a little crustacean perched on a bench, suitcase in one claw and bus ticket in the other?

I'm no lobster, but I do have a plane ticket and a bag packed for travel. Tomorrow I'm off to join a stellar cast of instructors at Hog Island Audubon Camp near Bremen, Maine.  Thursday we receive our 60 or so campers for five days of adventures in environmental education. Me? I'll be teaching field sketching and journaling. Gonna be fun!

In the meantime, Brush and Baren will be in radio silence until late next week. Pictures when I return!

*(Seriously, there's a video on this site... a charming young woman will show you everything you need to know about packing lobsters for travel.)