Summer Begins

Today it all came together.  The beginning of a long weekend in Maine; a temperature near 90 degrees; the annual boat- and car-registrations at Otisfield Town Hall; buying plants–tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, basil, melons, sage–for the vegetable garden; putting out deck furniture; and an evening swim that rinsed off the day’s sweat and grime.  The lake was . . . let’s call it refreshing.  Cold but not heart-attack cold, clean, clear.  Cleo and Chelsey retrieved, swam, and rolled in the dirt and are curled up on the floor, asleep.  The Sox are up on Toronto 4-0 in the 4th.  I’m pleasently tired.  Life is good.

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