Nothing exciting here. Just a brief glimpse of the sun, but mostly rain, wind and gray skies. It’s supposed to clear up in a couple of days. No trip into the mountains – nothing to see but fog.
It’s been a soft rain. One where you don’t feel like it’s worth the effort to put the rain hood up and then be surprised at how wet your hair is.
I did find a gallery in Bangor that had brushes and had a lovely talk with a young artist whose art was interesting, so much so that I may bring a piece back.
Oh, and I slipped on a slate walkway and went down on one knee. No hiking for me.
But that is only interesting to me, so I’m going to cut this short. An older man with a cane was letting me and another woman by on a narrow Bangor sidewalk. As we passed by, he said, “I’m just afraid I’ll fall down and get ticketed for littering.”