‘Nuff said, for now. (More on this wonderful new public art -or is it poetry?- Recently installed at the dock, later.)
It is time to bake a cake for the Hospice Booth at the Fair. The rain should stop by this afternoon, I’m sure. And if it doesn’t, you can walk through the dry, warm Harriet Hall and check out the entries and see who won ribbons, and then sit under the pavillion with a friend or three, a hot cup of coffee, and a piece of pie and enjoy the entertainment.
