It has been very quite in the Lakes region. The leaves are at their peak, and are dropping with each blow of the wind. The smell of burning leaves brings back memories when we were kid’s. At that time in life, we were allowed to burn leaves at the curb side. This is also the time of year for clam bakes. When we were younger, every fall we went to a clam bake . The smell coming off the bake was over-whelming. The bouillon that we drank was nectar from the God’s. If anyone has not been to a  clam bake–try it

It’s that time again to Vote!!! This year has been the worst political atmosphere in my life, as to the vile Political ad’s. Let’s work together and we will be a great country once again. There is no “partisanship” in politics any longer.