morning y'all. Feels too early to be CD already but the holiday's gotta be on a Monday before and not after I guess. Back when we were all little and fit into a car with my parents and a couple of friends, we used to go out to the Kangamangus Highway to sit in the traffic jam. Then some time near that my nana and aunt would come up from MA and we'd go buy pumpkins and apples. We never really got much into the carving of the pumpkins on account of the mess and that would have gotten in the way of the production of the apple sauce my nana used to make, and often an angels food cake with strawberry frosting made from scratch.
I really miss the mountains. Back after I had graduated from HS and wasn't yet interested in college, i made friends with people from work and we used to go up to the area of Loon Mountain almost every weekend during the summer. We spent many a time driving the Kanga, stopping at the various vistas and attractions. One of my friends had his parents' cabin that we stayed at when we went up there. There's probably a substantial accumulation of silica from all our beer bottles on the hillside below the cabin. Which was nothing compared to the hill country way of tossing everything that was unusable down the hill behind your house. Washers. Fridges. Cars. Trucks. Oh, if only we had digital cameras back then.
we used to say we were going to have a music festival at that cabin. It had a natural stage with the back deck of the main cabin although we didn't take into consideration that the audience would be in an anti-amphitheater, falling away from the stage rather than rising up. LOL. We just wanted an excuse to party.