more flowers and meal descriptions.
there are 3 restaurants on lummi island. one is sauseburger stand. one is the willow’s inn which features $200 minimum meals that are made by a superstar chef. it’s an hours long affair without choice. an experience. in other words way too fancy schmancy for us, but undoubtably delicious. the only one we went to is the most popular: the beach store cafe. owned by the willow’s people. just an absolute delight. from the food to the staff to the island locals who rush in when it’s open. the hours are limited and it’s completely closed 2 days/week. we didn’t care. every single thing we ate was delish. sitting outside on the porch or up in the tall stools at the counter were our fav spots. the other half of the time we cooked great meals at our house. how nice to eat as the sun set and the water turned shimmery and dark.
at the lummi island library sale i found a poetry anthology that was REALLY good. i read aloud 1-2 poems each day chosen at random. all were good. what a good way to find more contemporary poets. billy collins of course possessing only the very best taste in those he selected. highly recommended. highly. cost of book? 50 cents. i may need to start carrying an anthology like this on every future trip.
i meant to sketch more, to write more, but i didn’t. i did what i did and that was okay. a travel journal mustn’t ever become a chore. scribble that down and remember it. talking to myself again.
thank you dear and lovely angela & charity from germany that reached out with excellent advice for my bavarian alps adventure next summer. you sent me on a completely different path and for that i am v.v.v. grateful! i’ve secured lodgings in a place where i will not have to encounter any hoards of tourists. we will be situated in a tiny village on the edge of the idyllic isar valley, an impressive high plateau surrounded by the karwendel alps and a stone’s throw from austria. this is an alpine region with plenty of crystal clear lakes for swimming. i don’t care how cold the water is. if i can swim neked in the freezing swedish seas i can surely submerge myself in the lakes of the bavarian alps.
enjoying my last weeks of solitude here at moss cottage. hope your tail is thumping over something GOOD. xo