Boy left for a work trip to Arizona yesterday, and considering the fact that I did such a bang-up job on my 5K I decided to use the day to treat myself a bit.
I ventured to Montague in search of the Book Mill, a used bookstore housed in an 1842 gristmill and alongside the Sawmill River. It felt astoundingly like someone’s home, a cozy two-level building filled with books that covered every subject imaginable. The windows were open since the day was so gorgeous, and I took advantage of it to sit in one overlooking the rushing river.
I bought Buddha or Bust and settled in to a deck table at the Alvah Stone, where sangria and a pretzel with pimento cheese were on the menu for me. That sangria? SO strong. Also filled with apples, which I love. Also, not a good idea after draining myself dry via 5K.
And as if that wasn’t enough, dessert from Atkins Farm! A donut. Topped with LUCKY CHARMS MARSHMALLOWS.