(June 12) Spring had sprung and summer was nearing. A wonderful time of the year that requires a bit of physical labor in making the yard look picture perfect. While working among the mint plants and amental bushes Anne’s earring became loose. Not wanting it to fall out of her ear Anne removed the earring, put it safely into a pocket and continued her gardening. Enjoying this time of the year and now looking over her accomplishment she finished by tidying up the area before going into her home to replace the earring. Much to her surprise the erring was no longer where she put it for safekeeping.
A search was on. Unfortunately, all the effort went unrewarded. Anne reached out for help and obtained my phone number. It was now her lucky day. I had nothing scheduled for Sunday. The weather was fine and there were open seats on the Haynnis to Oak Bluffs ferry. I made all the arrangements and on Sunday I met Anne at the docks. It was a short trip to her home. We passed many eye-popping sites of colorful Gingerbread Homes, gardens, and quaint stores.
At Anne’s home I assembled my detector, tuned it in and notched out all signals except for the one that was emitted when triggered by the matching earring. The search began, of course it was in the area of the mint plants. Why? Well, the first sniff of the mint brought back memories of the fresh mint sauce my grandmother would make from the fresh mint I had picked for her. This would have been enough gratification for my day’s effort. That was not to last long as there was a more important task at hand. I moved to the area of the shed a few swings of the detector and the ring of gold was in my ears. But I did not see the object causing the detector to react. I turned on my small handheld pin-pointer to search the grass area. It did its job and now I saw the earring, took a picture, retrieved it, and returned to to a now smiling Anne.
Neither my wife nor I had ever been to Martha’s Vineyard. She had made the trip with me to keep me company and visit an area we had planned to visit. Anne was gracious and offered a tour of the island and a stop at Martha’s Vineyard Museum, the Camp area and ending up at the Backdoor Donuts. I just had to bring home some of the area’s BEST Apple Fritter. A sweet and perfect ending to a return that could not have been better.