My workshop ended with a lobster dinner and a grand group show yesterday evening. I met some of my students for breakfast, and then headed off for some solo adventures before heading back to California tomorrow morning.
In the afternoon I drove south to Port Clyde to meet a friend from college. I haven’t seen him in many years, and we reconnected on Facebook. Steven and I told each other the stories of our lives so far: the good and bad, the beautiful and the ugly.
This is an iPhone shot of Steve’s first car. Steve still has it. It dates from the 1920s, and it starts right up. He told me he bought it from the proceeds of his first summer job, from working all summer, for about $100.