field trip: maple rock farm

or, how i spent my summer vacation.

last month i said 'see ya' to portland and took the train up to bellingham. i spent a strange day/ night there before hopping aboard a little five-seater plane to orcas island to see my nicole. i was in the plane for fourteen minutes, how efficient.

nicole is a 'hippie'. this is her cabin. it's all you need, really.

she is an intern at a wonderful place called maple rock farm. whenever we wanted to eat, we'd just walk out the door and harvest whatever we pleased. it was amazing.

we're so in love.

tim and john came too.

this is brett and dana b. brett is terribly manly, and dana is a crack-up who calls me 'caitlin lomen' exclusively.

we spent some time on a dock drinking pbr.
we made dinner at brett's solar-powered cabin, nicole played bartender.

we ate so well. as a result of this meal, john has given up yellow cheddar for the sharp white stuff. yay.

this is the treasure i took home to portland. i ate like a king with a substantial garden for a whole week.