I don't have my handy photo reader with me. But here are photos taken last August that I happened to load onto this computer. We flew JetBlue, E's first time on the airline that flies tv's around the country. She had a great time with the cartoons, esp., oddly, Popeye. She chose Popeye over Dora, which surprised me, but I thought it was the more sophisticated choice anyway. I was going to work, but SciFi channel caught me with reruns of Firefly, "Our Mrs. Reynolds" my favorite.
Here's where we're staying outside of Boston. Although it was cloudy on Friday, Saturday looked like this day last year.
It's sort of on the ocean, ya know? (It's an island thing)
There's this big living room and deck off the back that looks a long way around. The master bedroom would be those windows up above, sort of a 3rd floor private aery.
While there are beaches, we're into rocks and tide pools. E collects rocks and exports them to VA. Someday an archaeologist will hypothesize about our system of barter with granite rocks and mussel shells, proving that trade extended 500 miles south and 50 miles inland for some dissertation or other.
E can go down the cliffs to the tide pools right from the back yard. Her favorite place is about a mile away where she finds 'friendship rocks,' granite rocks with a ring around them, usually of quartz.
Much family and ocean and Evil Mommy Homework continues. More later.