It's Bill, 10/18/26: Brunswick Rebound
A Wake-Up Call to Remember
We were staying at The Brunswick Inn for our 8 AM dental appointment with Dr. Oshetski on the fourth floor of The Cabot Mill. After reading The Hobbit aloud, we went to bed, calling the desk for a 5:30 AM wake-up call. We slept well in our corner room, not even hearing the slight rumble of Amtrak trains at the train station across the street.
In the dark, I picked up the ringing phone at 5:30 AM and put it back down on the desk. About 20 minutes later, the wake-up phone rang again. I put the phone back on the desk.
A bit later, the phone rang again in the dark. Patricia said, “Just put the phone down on the cradle.”
“OK,” I replied. “There is no cradle.”
“There has to be!”
“There’s no cradle!”
“Yes, there is! Turn on the light!”
Grumble, grumble. I turned on the light. I had been picking up and answering the TV remote!
After laughing too hard, we got out of bed.
Dental Appointments and Antique Discoveries
Our appointments with Dr. Oshetski at The Cabot Mill went smoothly. We both need return appointments, no surprise.
We then went to Cabot Mill Antiques on the first floor. We checked all the booths. Kathy’s booth looked great.
Just before the exit, we noticed a pair of exceptionally long (8 feet, 9 inches!) wooden skis. The skis were circa 1930–1940, made of ash, probably made in Maine. The longest wooden skis I had ever seen!
But I decided to wait. We had to pick up a barrister cabinet on the way home to Lubec and needed room in the Tundra.
As we walked through the Cabot Mill parking lot, Patricia saw a beautiful blonde dog sticking its head out of a rear passenger window.
She jumped and yelled, “Ohh, the dog’s talking to me!”
Not really. It was the driver in the driver's seat whom she couldn't see. The dog’s name was Maple, a rescue dog.
A Few More Stops Before Lubec
Off we went to Rusty Farrin’s Country Auction in Randolph. I was picking up a three-piece barrister cabinet that I bought weeks ago.
We found out Rusty was selling his auction business and house. I’ll miss his auctions.
A bit later, we stopped for our hot dog and cookie lunch at Ralph’s Got Gas in Amherst. We made our usual stop at Stompers in Brewer, an excellent wine and liquor superstore.
The barrister cabinet rode well in the open bed of the Tundra, with the glass doors in the back seat.
We had an uneventful ride back to West Quoddy Station. Happy to be home, we rode around West Quoddy Station, admiring our 15 gardens.
Backing up to the garage, we casually unloaded and inspected the barrister cabinet.
Five minutes later, there was a cloudburst!
My lucky star was showering stardust!
The last of the flowers from the gardens at West Quoddy Station, bringing a little color indoors.
A Rainbow Points to West Quoddy Station
We left in the downpour to retrieve my red Tundra at Patricia’s.
Going just a mile from WQS, we went around the big curve and saw a rainbow.
Driving another mile, we went to Bar Road, across from Debbie’s, and saw a complete rainbow as the sun was setting.
The right end of the rainbow was on Quoddy Head.
The rainbow pointed at the treasure, West Quoddy Station.
Addendum: The next day, I called Cabot Mill and bought the skis. Kathy picked them up later that week.
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