Came upon us much too soon,
Then was gone.
Like the mountains of the moon
Then the sun came up on a sleepy day
And never went down at night.
And the crowd kept on singin’ “Waste Away”
but it just didn’t feel right.
And the prince and the drummer and the fire girls
Couldn’t get our guitars in tune.
And I knew it was over when the sound man said,
“I wish we were still in June”
I hear-tell it’s coming to Michigan (but I’ve been hearing that for years now). Previously, it was only available on the east coast. Then it moved to Ohio. And now maybe, someday, possibly my home state.
It’s good. Not great, but a good all-around beer. Part of me feels like the fact that you can’t get it in Michigan makes it taste better – like that lost love you could never get (except on trips to Toledo).
It’s getting to be that time of year where the sunrise is perfectly timed to my morning commute. From now through early September it will be great for photo making, like with this little shed on my neighborhood street.
This was one of those photos that I screeched to a halt in my car, pulled over, and crept through the trees to get the shot.