The sunset tonight was really beautiful. I bundled up in my vintage 1970 green ripstop down jacket and my Hack-Ma-Tack hoodie and admired the view from the dock. Ken called from the road to make sure I was seeing it. I'm staying overnight here to extend what inevitably will be one of the last weekend stays of the season. It's been classic Black Lake, from Friday's fire in the fireplace to Saturday's rib eye on the grill to this morning's apple crisp (Northern Spy and Macintosh combined).
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