It’s starting to feel more like summer today, but I gotta be honest with you—I’m really missing this right now. I know I’ll forget about it for a while once the temps reach a balmy 80 degrees in Duluth and I’m running around in shorts and flip flops and drinking gin and tonics by the pint. But, at the moment I’m day dreaming of the snowy solitude of the North Shore. By God, that was a beautiful day of skiing.
By the way, have you heard of the group Pickwick? They’re good. This song is good. Like, toast and peanut butter. Enjoy the weekend!