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As Summer is finally coming to an end, I offer up a few thoughts, memory bits, and photos of us squeezing the last drops of fun we could have. First, a poem sent to me with a lovely card and feather from a new not too far away friend. The connections continue. Summerfest last…
Certain elements feel like Summer. Are almost necessary for Summer to achieve Summer-ness. There’s bubbles, fireflies, sparklers, s’mores, and “swimming”, which just means being in “woger” to Fiona. On the Shore here, Summertime means local food. Crabs, corn, tomatoes, and cantaloupe. And all activities related to obtaining these yummy ingredients. We went dip…
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