#scarborough downs

My wife has filled our home with beautiful things, including two beautiful sons. But, at times, its freeing to go out to my simple “shed”, kick back with a coffee, read a little, and have a nice cigar. The desk was picked up by my parents, probably 1973, at an auction in Maine’s Sebago Lake region. We spent the summers there when I was a boy. My brother, sisters, and I would tag along miserably, in and out, of antique shops and spend evenings at auctions.My parents would placate our complaints by buying us peppermint stick ice cream or chocolate cream pies made by the auctioneers wife. We would have preferred to be back at the lake catching fish, frogs, hiking, and swimming. And of course, I have an appreciation of old things, and I am sure its from those “miserable” trips to the antique stores. 

Besides the pushing and shoving from a bunch of people, it was awesome. I somehow managed to get separated from my friends, but it was okay, because I made friends with two really nice girls and one really cute guy next to me. The four of us managed to get almost to the front! I was too short to get videos and pictures of Mac, but I got a shitload of Wiz! Last night was fucking awesome.