30/365–Cromwell Cabin Mornings
After a hot stretch of sitting, music appreciating and beer drinking we headed back to Cromwell for an evening of more beer, burning stuff and getting to know Walt, Cindy’s new neighbor. We liked him a lot, so the night got longer and thus, the morning later.
When I finally got the gumption to head outside, I found Matt reading at the end of the dock. He doesn’t like reading much, so I get a huge warm fuzzy when he does, like he’s doing it just a little bit for me.