Or: When things really come together.
Labor Day at Middle River Landing, and Morgainne and I are cooking a massive amount of ribs, burgers, and hot dogs to go along with the potluck brought by the other Slipholders. Thought you'd like to see some pix.
When you ask over a hundred folks to "please bring a side or something" and they all do, you'd better be ready for the result.
This is a real illustration of how a well-run marina becomes a community. There were 25 racks of beef ribs, there was potato salads and macaroni salads and lettuce salads and tomato salads and a full bushel of corn picked that morning at a local farm. The band, “Over the Edge”, was amazingly good. Two kegs, lots of wine and soda. . . . .games, food, more games, more music, excessive amounts of more food. . . .
And above all, some very nice folks who share an interest in the water.
Why we live here. Happy Labor Day.