Molasses Pond
Molasses Pond, 5 AM, Monday morning.
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We were gonna come home Sunday night. But on the way to Molasses Pond, during lunch in Belfast, Maine, with the sea smells a waftinà and Diane enjoying a ridiculously-sized portion of steamed in garlic and tarragon mussels, she looked at me and said, ìLetÃs go home Monday morning. Early, before the traffic.î
Anyone want to go to the airport with us tomorrow to pick up Matthew? He arrives at 5:45 PM.
I do!
Comment by Fierce Baby — July 4, 2005 @ 7:42 pm
… tomorrow. If there are enough passengers for Air France to NOT cancel the flight…
Comment by shinydome — July 4, 2005 @ 8:18 pm