Life's little adventures, accompanied by a running watch
Saturday, January 5, 2013
When Pigs Fly (aka: a day of play in pictures)
Today began with sleeping in.Wayyyy in.By the time I finally got up, Scott had already gone for a run and was getting ready to take Bella for a walk.I gasped at the sight of 9:30 on the clock.Once the shock of all the things I “could’ve done” or “should’ve done” by 9:30 wore off, I decided I obviously needed the sleep and moved on.
After all, Scott had the day off and I didn’t want to waste any time lamenting over silly stuff.I did make the bed (can’t stand to come home to an unmade bed) but that’s all of the “should do’s” I did.Then we headed out.
First Stop – Kittery Trading Post, Kittery ME
Kittery Trading Post is always a great place to find winter clothing/accessories/ active-wear/running pepper spray/chocolate covered anything, and of course, indoor moose crossings!Although we didn’t find what we were looking for, this store makes for interesting browsing.
Next Stop – When Pigs Fly
We drove a bit past the shopping frenzy and stumbled upon this great place -
"When Pigs Fly" consists of one side pizzeria and the other side bakery.We started out at the pizzeria with a tale of 2 beers.Not sure where else you can get “Flying Dog Raging Bitch” on tap, but it sounds like a crazy beer to me!My Capt'n Eli's root beer was to die for.
Today was a first – lunch was served on roof slate!One of the best burgers I’ve ever had.Seriously.
We passed on dessert and walked next door to the bakery.Good thing, because we didn’t escape the bakery without a purchase – 1 loaf of chocolate bread and 1 loaf of honey & oat bread.Yes, I said chocolate bread.
Next Stop – Hike
Upon return home, we gathered up our winter gear and Bella and headed out to the trails.It was the most perfect weather day and the timing of the day revealed beautiful lighting that slowly turned into sunset and dusk…
So lucky to have all of this almost literally in my back yard.So pretty.So peaceful.
Final Stop – Home by the fire
We were all happily tired from a day of running, driving, shopping, hiking, and just being.Finishing up my book by a warm fire is an “almost” perfect end to the day.
“Perfect” is adding a big slice of honey & oat “When Pigs Fly” bread to this equation. Including the breadcrumbs that fell between the pages.Yes, perfect.