Dunn's

It's been a decades-long tradition in my family that we spend a week in Oxford, ME every summer. I have deep memories of the pond and the dirt roads and the cabins and the ice cream and all the rest of it. It's been fun to see Abel begin to build some of his own memories of this place that's so rooted in the Austin consciousness. I was looking through some photos last night, and I came up with a few that I decided to post here.