It was supposed to be a bright blue day, with good temperatures, not too hot, not too humid, and everyone was on the road. Tourists, especially. I headed south on Route 1, towards K’s family camp, and stopped at the Treasure trash barn, one of my favorite ‘antique’ stores. After summers of looking I finally found an old wood door, in the right size and state of aging, perfect as photography background, and a few very old but still usable ball canning jars with glass lids. I stopped at Cellardoor winery to pick up some wine, and off I was for my first solo kayak with K. and her 2 dogs, who came along for the adventure.
Beer and haircut, please!