A quiet, unostentatious picture of escaping to sanity, and a way of living that appeals through simplicity, through the mishaps and the problems to be met, the kind of people that share enjoyment. This is not the hardy, lifetime type of We Took To The Woods, nor yet the poetic feel of On Gilbert Head, but it has charm all its own. From 1939-41 the author and her husband spend their summers on Mark Island, off the coast of Maine. They establish themselves in the lighthouse; they make friends of people of the mainland, at the post office, the drugstore, etc. and find them ever helpful. They move three tons of furniture by boat. They paint and patch, keep house and garden. They face storm and fog and attendant excitements. They find guests both assets and liabilities. Fun reading for anyone who shares their enthusiasm for simple living.