The Weekend Thus Far

Yesterday, it was the Anything-That-Flies Fly-In at Norridgewock Airport, then a run up to Coburn Gore -- also known as the Canadian border. Gorgeous day -- blue and clear, clear, clear. On the way back, we stopped at the Chain-of-Lakes scenic overlook, and took a side trip up The Mountain, as Sugarloaf is known in them parts. Dinner was at a diner in Stratton -- kinzel will know its name -- a most excellent pastrami and swiss sandwich, then home again through Farmington, Industry, Starks, Madison, and Skowhegan.

This morning was laundry and dishes and some small amount of writing. Maybe more writing later, maybe a movie. Maybe -- hey, why not be crazy? -- both.


Progress on "The Beggar King"

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