It always pains me to come home from Bellvale. We spent the weekend in 85 degree warmth working in a HUGE garden. We celebrated the harvest and our friendships a few birthdays and our neighbors. Our time together was fantastic. The conversations were great, the food was good, and the quiet time (what little I could make while making rounds with all of the families) was perfect. And so now I am back. It's weird coming back to the "real world". But it gives me an added desire to see community happen here in Maine.
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Sounds like you guys had a good time. One of these days we are going to have to join you on one of these trips... too bad we couldn't make this one.
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