Saturday, August 1, 2009

Storm, Pig, Picnic

We drove west through rain and green monotony.

Today I fully understand the word "wallow." The pig lay in the mud, snorted up muddy water, dozed in mud. O, happy pig.

We bought tome cheese, tomatoes, bread, and blueberries at the Cooperstown Farmers Market, and had our picnic near the Lake Otsego.


  1. That's such an odd image of the pig.....between the romantic view and the good meal.... I hope the rest of the trip will be as interesting...

  2. It is odd: the tear-shaped shadow, the strange light. I'll be reporting on the rest of the trip.