Cooked up eggs, thought about where to hike today and it started to rain. Rain stopped put hammock back up and I’m just swinging back and forth. The clouds sure are dreary. I was thinking about hiking back to Pillsbury Lake but I don’t want to get caught in a downpour. Seems like the story of my whole summer.
Today’s luxury-fare lobster was once so plentiful, people fed it to prisoners and pets, and during WWII it was served in cans, cheaper than beans
"For American diners, lobster is synonymous with luxury. It’s a treat at a fancy restaurant, a status symbol, an indulgent delicacy dipped in butter"