Saturday, August 17, 2013

The smell of fresh hay

The nice, warm (even hot) weather is back (yeah!) and the summer until school starts is winding down. Work has picked up significantly again, and I still have not been hiking this summer. This week I spend much time at a meeting on the coast, which included a boat ride to Holbrook Island, a beautiful little island, which makes me think of being in a Jane Austen novel, rolling hills, the smell of mowed hay, foot paths, not a single street.


The only thing better could be renting a cottage on the coast, or having the wind blow into sails, smell the salty sea and ship around the many islands in Penobscot Bay. The trips to the coast as usually include lunch in Belfast,  and picking up some huge, beautiful heirloom tomatoes and fresh, organic corn at Chase’s Daily.


Over the last year, I have started to worry about eating corn because so much is GMO, but Chase’s is my last resort of responsible farming, and so it is fresh sweet corn again, for a short while.


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