Pete and I have been taking little bits of time off to enjoy the last days of summer. We've been riding our bikes a lot. We rode to the village the other night to watch the blue moon rise over Shelter Island.
And we rode to town to have coffee at Aldo's, a Greenport institution. Aldo makes the best scones in the world, laden with butter and pecans and raisins. We would have split one, but they were still in the oven -- better for our hearts and hips.
I had dinner with friends at the Blue Canoe on Wednesday night while Pete sailed in the weekly race. We arrived at the restaurant just as the sailboats were passing.
Yesterday, we took the ferry up to Ashford, Connecticut for a brief but fun family reunion. Some cousins from Utah were in town and it had been years since we last saw them. We drove through Willamantic, which was once home to the American Thread Company. There's a fabulous bridge there, officially called the Thread City Crossing, unofficially called the Frog Bridge. It is spectacular!
It is adorned with gigantic spools of thread to honor the city's history as one of the largest thread producers in the world, and beautiful bronze frogs that refer to something called the Windham Frog Fight of 1754 when hundreds of frogs battled for access to the only available pond in the area.
We've had great sleeping weather the last few days, a sure sign autumn is on its way. There are parts of pumpkins littering my worktable as I write this. The falls shows will be here in no time, so it is time to put my nose to the grindstone.
