Summer, all the way.
We started the day with breakfast at the , an old school diner car in Bennington, VT. I love old diners, but they so rarely offer things I’d actually want to eat. The Blue Benn is different. Sure, they serve the traditional diner fare–omelettes, pancakes, sausage, bacon, biscuits–but it’s all extremely well-prepared, and they supplement their standard menu with hundreds of specials, like tofu scramble or veggie chili, for the visiting hippie-dippies.
Next up, the small-but-packed farmers’ market, where we spent more money than I’d care to admit on tomatoes. Some of them are in the oven now, in a tomato-and-new-potato gratin. Yep, I have the oven on, and it’s not that hot.
During the afternoon, we took Bix out to Savoy Mt. State Forest and we all swam together in the big, beautiful pond, with children shrieking and kayaks gliding all around. Let me tell you, there isn’t much better than having a swim with your new, sexy husband, and your water-loving dog on a clear, hot day in northwestern Massachusetts.
I finished out my Holga roll, and started a new one. The sun’s setting, Dan’s drawing, and I’m drinking a beer.
Summer.