The past week, Northern Michigan was hit with record-breaking heat and humidity. San Francisco weather is perfect for me- 65 degrees most of the time. We had upper 90's and sticky, even at night.
While doing my day job as usual, I still find time to weed the garden, water the lawns and other chores. Evenings I can be found on the grand front porch reading with a vodka tonic before grilling dinner. Quincy enjoys the cool grass and every night he is rolling on his back in the lush lawn.
I enjoy the low profile since I have not been back here in 12 years. The area is so different from how I remember it. It still has that resort town feeling while remaining the small municipality it really is. It is a funny feeling that 20 years ago I was elected to the City Council and Mayor here. I went on a bike ride along the water the other day. On a bridge was my name along with some other elected officials. Not many people get their name on a bridge. But when I thought about it, it reminds me of a tombstone. My name carved into concrete. Humbling.
But I must say this break is agreeable. Never thought I'd say that. It damn near killed me packing up San Francisco and putting it all in storage there and then leave for my sabbatical. I'm cooking everyday, reading more books in the last three weeks than I did in the past 5 years. I'm even doing dishes since Mums has no dishwasher.
Sailing starts tomorrow if the weather clears. I'll be postings "Saturday Sailing" photo's for my Wine Bar pals back home in San Francisco.
OH! Mum's and I went to a shop yesterday and got these hip new sweatshirts that say, "LAKE MICHIGAN UNSALTED!"
nice update......we'll be thinking of you and toasting you at the wine bar tomorrow! i'll be in touch early next week!
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ReplyDeleteThe smoker-grilled baby backs, and Rafanelli Zin last night were to die for: thought of you all as we shared a 'last bottle' of the '05.