The road and bridge we take to get to Kim's was washed away. I look at these images as metaphors for the summer. I feel like I am being detoured and needing to take a different path to where I want to go. Not that this is all bad, but there has been some degree of inconvenience.
Have you ever grilled with gasoline? Didn't hurt the flavor of the steak at all.
This was my favorite meal. Elizabeth made creamed corn with left over corn on the cob, we ate salad with avocado, grilled peppers with cheese, perfectly ripe musk melon, and washed it all down with mojitos. Yummm.
Feeling tipsy we went over to the neighbor's cottage. His renter makes these awesome, purses from canteen gourds. Cool!
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