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Tastes of the good life. Wild weather this weekend; bonfire on Elk Lake with Sleeping Bear Brown from the tap and wild Alaskan salmon (caught the day before and ice-packed for the plane ride home) grilled to perfection, eaten with fingers off paper plates while still steaming under the stars. The only thing better than new good friends are good friends who like to eat super fresh food cooked next to a bonfire.
And Maine was everything I wanted it to be. September color, day hikes, mountains, beaches, pines everywhere, wild roses, blueberry muffins, maple syrup, really good coffee with milk and a little froth. Lobster for dinner every night. Popovers and strawberry jam. A full moon. Tides.
The weather has been bizarre. Yesterday it was October 7 and the beaches were packed; I went swimming in Lake Michigan to cool off, and yet there were fall leaves drifting around me in the water. It was insanely beautiful and slightly unnerving.
Guitar is going really, really well. I might have to record again soon.
And Maine was everything I wanted it to be. September color, day hikes, mountains, beaches, pines everywhere, wild roses, blueberry muffins, maple syrup, really good coffee with milk and a little froth. Lobster for dinner every night. Popovers and strawberry jam. A full moon. Tides.
The weather has been bizarre. Yesterday it was October 7 and the beaches were packed; I went swimming in Lake Michigan to cool off, and yet there were fall leaves drifting around me in the water. It was insanely beautiful and slightly unnerving.
Guitar is going really, really well. I might have to record again soon.