The extended forecast is cause for celebration. Ten straight days of highs in the low 70s and lows in the high 40s. In a word, Fall.
A friend has an extended gig at Hilton Head, so I might go there to camp out on his sofabed for a week sometime soon. It isn’t Bar Harbor, but it is 17 hours closer and oh-so-much less expensive.
A chair on a beach and a book in my lap. Hot tea. Day after day after day.