October 21, 2004
Nesourdnahunk Lake
Yesterday it was windy, grey and in the forties. Dressed in jeans and a black and red wool lumberjack shirt, I sat crouched on a cinder block and helped Matthew change the front pads on his car. We both complained about the cold.
Matt asked, “You’re going camping in this?”
I reminded him the weather was worse last spring. Maybe that’s his vision; his dad’s tent flattened by the weather. No chance. Dad is smarter than that.
Arena Farms
Back Monday.
Oh, honey, I do miss you.
Posted by wifish.Me too........
Posted by friendish.Actually, I would probably miss while you're in Maine if I didn't already miss you because I am not in Mass. Nonetheless, as reagrds your current trip, I do worry about the possible lack of matches, the definite forgetting of some excellent bread, and the potential injuries of one of your buddies resulting from wearing wingtip hiking shoes. Oi vey!
Posted by baker.Posted by Michael at October 21, 2004 02:35 PM
Oh, honey, I do miss you.
Posted by: wifishat October 23, 2004 07:54 PMMe too........
Posted by: friendishat October 24, 2004 10:25 AMActually, I would probably miss while you're in Maine if I didn't already miss you because I am not in Mass. Nonetheless, as reagrds your current trip, I do worry about the possible lack of matches, the definite forgetting of some excellent bread, and the potential injuries of one of your buddies resulting from wearing wingtip hiking shoes. Oi vey!
Posted by: bakerat October 24, 2004 07:43 PM