This is the view I enjoyed all weekend.
Oldtimers are saying this has been the best summer in Vermont history, weather-wise. Of course, some of these oldtimers can't remember that far back, but everyone is in agreement: it's been a fantastic summer.
And, I'm sure everyone will also agree (at least everyone that matters in regard to making such statements on this blog) that this past weekend -- Labor Day weekend -- was the best weekend of all.
Alison and I spent the holiday in the finest vacation spot in Vermont -- the Aiken camp in North Hero. We paddle-boarded, swam, biked, ran, ate, slept, drank (some of us alcoholic bevvies, and some that looked like alcoholic bevvies), picked apples, hung with family and friends, and relaxed. Oscar and Gladys did all of the above (including one alcoholic bevvie that Oscar knocked over with his nose and lapped up), and had a great time.
At the end, nobody wanted to leave. But it's okay. Just because it's Labor Day doesn't mean summer has to end. I'm looking forward to a few more weeks of perfect Vermont weather.
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