Duck Puddle Campground, Nobelboro, Maine - Today we went to the Maine Festival, which was held at Thomas Point Beach in Brunswick (about 35 miles south of here). There were seven stages of music, theater, and dance along with juried crafts, visual arts, Maine made products and much, much more!
We took the opportunity to taste some more of Maine's delicacies. Jim had a lobster roll (lobster salad wrapped in a single piece of bread). Marci had fried dough covered with cinnamon, strawberries, apples and chocolate syrup. It was like eating a huge doughnut without the hole in the middle! It was
scrump-dilly-icious!
We watched several dance numbers by local teen artisans and their instructors. Marci, a dancer for many years, had quite a bit of commentary. Dances ranged from ballet to jazz to tap to hip-hop. There was even a tribute to Riverdance!
There was quite a variety of music. We watched a 14 year old boy slap a couple of solos on his electric bass. He was followed by a teenage "ska" band called Bloom. Ska is a fusion of jazz, grunge rock and reggae. It was an interesting sound. We also enjoyed a gypsy rock band which was like Peter, Paul and Mary meets Jethro Tull and the Indigo Girls. It's hard to describe, but we liked it!
Among the craftsman was Richard Buxton, who makes Von Sack dolls. These foot-tall culturally diverse dolls depicted properly proportioned people - almost like little statues. Buxton says that he devotes a lot of attention to the expression, which he says is not complete until the doll seems to have a soul. Marci was
mesmirized...until she saw the $500 price tag.
Jim had a similar out of body experience when he saw the instrument makers tent. Among the beautiful guitars and violins was a hand-crafted five-string bass. Unfortunately it cost about $700 - per string!
Marci stopped by the face painting tent and had a flower painted on her exposed midriff. Remember, folks, when you see the trend hit MTV, Marci started it all! Jim talked the unicyclist into letting him give it a whirl. Jim hadn't ridden a unicycle since high-school, which is almost fifteen years ago. Jim thrilled the crowd (okay, Marci and some guy with his girlfriend) by riding around in a large circle without falling off even once! It's no wonder the chicks dig him!
Back at Duck Puddle we had a delicious dinner of turkey sausage and linguine. After dinner we chatted with our new friend, Shirley, and her grandchildren. We also stopped by the bonfire for a little while before retiring to the den for some tea and crumpets (actually peanut butter crackers, but who's counting?).