Looking for spring in all the right places
The market was finally brave enough to put out the Easter lilies today and we venture the forecast that winter might actually be over, at last. Which got us thinking about trees and our favorite “hidden” season here in Boothbay: spring foliage.
While the cherry trees around the DC Tidal Basin and famous locations like Yoshino in Japan had unexpected fluctuations in their “sakura” blossom season this year, we find a rosy haze on the maples, slowing spreading from interior locations to the coast. The pale green of the willows will be next and then the apple blossoms. Sometimes there’s the remnant glint of an ancient orchard, lost in a valley next to a farmhouse cellarhole, where all that’s left is a pale pink veil to announce the presence of spring. The Washington Post says the iconic New England dogwood is on its way back.
Anticipation is the hallmark of the true Yankee. Toughened by hard weather and harder work, hauling stones or lobsters from their unyielding grounds, the Mainer has come know life in the living: the anticipation of returning warmth, the actualization of careful winter plans and the satisfaction of the accomplished task – the job well done that carries its own praise.
That’s how we feel about Spruce Point Inn from the time we close the doors in October until the first guests arrive with the flowering of May. The reality is that we fill the intervening days, as we fill the reservation book, with expectations, touching up guestroom details, tasting dishes from the new menu Chef Eric Flynn has designed, improving amenities that like spring breezes may be invisible, but course through the resort. (In this case we’re talking new Wifi, throughout.)
Like our friends at Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens we watch for growth and promises. In the spirit of the arboretum, sustaining a collection of trees that might otherwise be lost and providing contemplative paths for city people stressed by modern lives, we steward all things “green” that we can at Spruce Point. And as even the nation keeps a register of “Big Trees” (with two National Champions right here in Maine), we keep an eye on our own trees, planting a miniature orchard and tending the spruce. Keeping sight of spring for future generations, nourishing the roots for “oceanside memories, made in Maine.“