The family and I spent the majority of the past couple weeks in Lisbon Falls, Maine. This is the town in which I grew up and (slightly more famously) the home of that annual event known as Moxie Days. It was a good time. While I was there I saw a variety of friends and aquaintances. Among them were Mrs. Gamache, my third-grade teacher and Joe Graziano Jr., who used to drive me to school when we were boys and who is now a crucial part of his family's business, Graziano's Casa Mia. It continues to be yummy. I recommend it to all and sundry who find themselves up that way.
We also went to my parent's camp (non-Mainers often call them "summer homes" but in Maine that term is reserved for something both more coastal and substantially less rustic. Perhaps I should have said "hunting cabin"...) near Patten
Also, we took in the action at Hadlock Field, home of the Portland Sea Dogs, one of the "AA" affiliates of God's Own Team (who'd ya expect...the Marlins?!). There I bumped into Seth Warner, old roomate and, of course, young theorbo player.
It was interesting being back home. I was reminded of all that is great about being from a (relatively) small town and state. It was nice. However, when we finally rolled our old Subaru Outback into the parsonage driveway, the flowers were in bloom (including some second-generation Easter Lillies) , the birds were singing, the grass was growing, and I--once again--realized that I am quite happy to live in Natick, Massachusetts.
If you would like to see pictures of our family outing, you can go to Dad's AG Blog and click on the picture links there (they are on the second page)! Soon I will tell you about what I have been reading but for now I must go...