Thursday, June 9, 2011

Trip to Homer

Homer's "spit" is a skinny tail of land that dips into Kachemak Bay at the foot of the peninsula, and a tourist strip full of bars, fish markets, and restaurants that serve fish and chips. I wonder if any of those fish come right off the docks that line the spit.

Ever gracious Lasse with a tuning bowl in the key of G, the communication chakra

Sautéed wild edibles. Fire weed (bitter), fiddle head fern, and stinging nettles.

Oysters and Newman-O's a-grillin, the latter destined for peanut butter

By the glow

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