It is lovely here when it is quite. I mean, it's lovey always, but silence suits this place, very well.
Home tomorrow... and it's time. A little bit of a wall today. Leaving for more beer in a few....
The sad sad tomato crop this year... They DO not like cool wet summers.
Scott and his pals pour a new cement floor for the Sugar Shack.. where they make all the maple syrup.
Non Fiction book group.. I didn't read it, just didn't interest me at all. David, Paul, Dahn. Neil took the pic, he read it.
Koda swims!
Circus tents.. all the better communes have them.. this one is particularly nice, floor is all orential rugs.. soft, a pretty good nap spot.
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The pics of this retreat of food, drink, and mid-life fun have been beautiful. They have been soom sort of cross between Norman Rockwell and Woodstock. Maybe that's not quite right, but it looks very idealist in a quirky sort of way.
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