13 May 2012

Up to Burlington to drop off the Sienna and drive Alverta to my brother’s place in Calais.  There we were warmly greeted by a host of black flies and admired all the improvements Steve has made to the cabin over the last year.  Then we went to a local swamp to collect fiddlehead ferns (which some consider to be a local delicacy).  After cleaning off most of the mud, the five of us (Lynne & Perry had gone up on Saturday to take advantage of Steve’s revamped sauna) went back down the hill into Montpelier, where we enjoyed a late Mother’s Day brunch at the New England Culinary Institute restaurant.  Stuffed to the gills with way too much too-good-to-stop food, Lynne & Perry drove me back to their place, where I retrieved the Ranger and returned to Fern Lake, with no interest in fixing dinner…