this last week has been a mixture of happy-sad, and while the sad is pretty hard, the happy parts have been truly lovely. on thursday, zoë and i drove up to camden to climb our favorite little mountain, mt. megunticook.
it was so foggy down in camden that we couldn't see the harbor. still gorgeous, but in a strange, above-the-clouds kind of way.
we stopped for perfect iced coffee and a delicious white bean salad at zoot, and then drove that pretty drive back home.
i am an old hand at this girl-off-in-the-world thing, it's true. but still.