Friday, September 4, 2015
I spent a leisurely day with the dogs in the back yard, reading the New York Times and the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, before getting showered and dressed, and heading out to find an adventure.
My intention was to find the Harley Davidson museum, where a huge labor day weekend rally was happening, but i got sidetracked and ended up down at the port of Milwaukee, in the middle of a thick fog that rolled in and enveloped everything around it.
Spoke with a nice couple who moved from their suburban home to an apartment in the Third Ward, and they raved about how much fun it is, despite the cold winters. Living in the city has its advantages compared to having to shovel snow and keep up a yard in the suburbs. Patricia had said that this was what people our age are doing - de-cluttering and minimizing and living in cool renovated industrial spaces in the midst of great restaurants and shops.
The leaves are starting to change and i'm so excited, because it's been fifteen years since i've experienced the seasons changing.
Tonight, Charlie grilled Alaskan King salmon, and made the sweetest corn on the cob i have ever tasted, along with fresh green beans. Patricia served fresh strawberries and fresh whipped cream for dessert, and we talked about the Kentucky county clerk, Donald Trump, and a local lawyer arrested for fondling a country club employee and drafting his own settlement document, a clear conflict of interest.