Wrote this at 1 am this morning …
I feel a major whine coming on! Why can’t I enjoy summer? Go ahead and ask. No? Don’t want to ask me? Well I’ll tell you anyway. I CAN’T enjoy summer because nearly seven days a week I have to listen to gunfire during daylight hours than once dusk falls its firecrackers. Today is July 3 and the gunfire started around 11 am, reverberating through the woods. and mountains. Then as usual when darkness fell the firecrackers started. Thought they really amped it up due to the holiday weekend. If I knew who they were and where they were lighting up I’d stick a cherry bomb up their ass.
I moved to the Western Mountains of Maine from a very urban area over ten years ago. At the time I thought I was buying a little slice of heaven; over 30 wooded acres beginning from bottom of my driveway and extending up into a mountain. I live in a 2 story log home at the top of a steep 825′ driveway ~ definitely not visible from the road.
It’s bad enough the hunting season (the first of several) begins in August and the dogs and I have to outfit ourselves in bright orange when we hike lest we be mistaken for a black bear and shot! The hunting seasons end in December but I never bargained for all the shooting. A resident or visitor is not allowed to discharge a weapon on Sunday yet it happens every week without fail. Calling the authorities is an effort in futility. I live in the willy whacks ~ how could anyone pinpoint where the shots are coming from?
My bucolic hideaway turned into a nightmare. My property abuts the river which means it’s private but no one is phased by the “Private Property” or “No Trespassing” signs I painstakingly nailed, hammered and staked over my entire acreage, especially the river area. It’s so beautiful there; pristine, quiet ~ the perfect place to relax. Also, where else can you take a couple of really big German Shepherds and have such fun?
I often find fire residue, shell casings along with nasty garbage, evidence of burning and a plethora of what I have learned is the #1 favorite beer in Maine ~ Bud Light. I eben found a “sex toy” once!!! On MY riverbank! Come here ~ I’ll give you a toy!
In 2012 fireworks became legal here and my summer peace came to an abrupt halt. One eventually becomes accustomed to the sound of gunfire during the day but now the nights are disrupted by the never-ending boom of firecrackers and such. We recently had a forest fire burn for about 10 days during a particularly dry spell and I have to wonder if an errant spark caused it. Tonight they started about 9pm and it lasted until after midnight! I’ve mentioned how annoying the constant din ~ no make that freaking booming, is to people in casual conversation and they don’t see anything wrong with it. Obviously I’m from another planet where the inhabitants are more sensitive to the beauty and tranquility of nature.
Makes me long for concrete under my feet and the whooshing sound a subway!