Butterflies Are Free

The first thing we did yesterday was go to the Railroad Museum and ride a train from the early 1900s. The train goes up the coast along Casco Bay, and then half-way through the ride the train stops so you can get out and look around.

The girls had a grand time on the train ride. Ginger was even more excited by it than Paprika, and she kept trying to put her head out the window as we went zooming by the Bay!

Here is a pic of me, Paprika, and Ginger as we were about to board the train:



After our big adventure with the trains, we went for a long walk, and caught a bunch of butterflies.



We would catch them, look at them in the net (carefully), and then release them to go fly and be free. Paprika wanted to take each and every one of them home, but we didn't.

We did find another caterpillar for her to take home and put in her jar, and she keeps asking (every other minute), "When are my caterpillars going to change into butterflies?" The second night we were here, she stayed up all night watching her caterpillars, waiting for them to change into butterflies.



I don't think our walks together will ever grow old. Mr. Mustard and I used to walk these fields when we were engaged, and then when we were newlyweds. Such great memories! It's amazing being able to bring the kids here and have them enjoy such a wonderful place.



After our walk, we went back home and helped Grandma Pat cook dinner. Paprika had been looking forward all day to helping Grandma cook fresh lobster. One of Pat's friends has 30 lobster traps, and he gave us 6 lobsters to eat. Oh my!



The irony is not lost on me that we released all our butterflies, but we boiled lobsters for dinner. I don't quite know how to reconcile that, but I'm not gonna lie...the lobsters tasted really good!



Even Ginger had a bite! She is such an adventurous eater. Her first taste of lobster. Verdict? Dee-licious!