2023 Life Logs, Day 157: Field Trip to Tree House Brewery
Date: Tuesday, June 6, 2023
Weather: Partly Sunny, Warm. Rain Late: High 71, Low 51 degrees F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA
When I walked outside at 7 am with Shadow, I was elated to greet a warm morning. It felt like summer and I loved it. I was out and about early as Shadow had an early grooming appointment. But when I got back inside, I checked my phone and saw that a text had come in at 4:13 am from Shadow’s groomer saying she was sick and would not be in today. We reset the appointment for tomorrow, so hopefully she will be better.
A little later in the morning, I headed off to a Newcomers/Encore field trip to have lunch up by the canal and then on to the nearby Tree House Brewery.
The brewery is on the water where the Cape Cod Canal enters the Atlantic Ocean. Lovely location.
And everyone enjoyed the beer and canned cocktail tastings.
I left a bit early to get back to Falmouth to pick up Sam and take him to rowing practice in Harwich, but I should have left even earlier. There was an accident on Route 28 on the outskirts of Falmouth and traffic was diverted and then came to a standstill. I had left the brewery in time to get to Falmouth 15 minutes early so Sam and I could stop by my house to pick up Shadow. Because of the accident, I arrived 15 minutes late and there was no way I could take the time to stop and get my little buddy. I sent a text to Karen Baranowski asking if she could run over and give him a pee break, but she was on her way to a meeting. She suggested Peter do it, but that made me extremely nervous since he is recovering from back surgery. But Peter did go over and sat on the wooden bench by the water for an hour while Shadow played. I know Shadow was very appreciative, as am I. And the report tonight is that Peter is fine. Thank you, thank you, Peter.
As Sam and I got underway, I had him check Maps to make sure we had a clear shot. Nope. There was an accident on Route 6 near Hyannis. The further along we got, the further away our arrival time got. So, we took a suggested detour on Route 6A. We were still 25 minutes late, but just in time, as the boats were in the water but had not yet gone out. The detour paid off.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a gardening day, but as I look around this cottage, I see that some house cleaning must happen first. Not my favorite activity, but one that must be done.
