On Tuessday night Arlene and I went to see a junior high summer school production of Bye Bye Birdie. Arlene’s art teacher Carolyn had done the scenery for it, as she has for the Newton schools summer arts program’s musical theater productions for years, and gave us some complimentary tickets. I was sitting in a […]
Yesterday I brought my unicycle in the car, parked up on the otherwise deserted (well, one other vehicle on the entire level) roof level of the parking garage, and did one lap around. I hadn’t ridden the uni at all last year, and only two or three times the year before. I wasn’t at all […]
This is the aran sweater from _Knitting with Balls_. I’m just 3/4 of a pattern repeat from binding off at the bottom of the armscyes on the back, and I haven’t quite used up two of the ten skeins of yarn I got. It’s going to be a little close on yarn, I think. I […]
Millie and Joel and their grandson Jacob were up in Casco the weekend of the 19th. I only got one reasonable picture of Joel and Jacob — here you go:
Today we drove up to Augusta for the Maine Quilts 2008 show at the Augusta Civic Center. It turned out to be one of the biggest events we’ve been to in Maine, other than the Fryeburg Fair, but even so it wasn’t crowded and there was plenty of opportunity to talk with vendors and show […]
Last weekend Arlene said she wished she had a picture of my face when I reported back to the group on at one of two points — we’re not sure just which. Millie and Joel and their toddler grandson Jacob were with us in Casco. We were coming home from the Art in the Park […]
As we got to the top of Mayberry Hill on our way to the house in Casco at 9:55 last night, we saw a line of cars parked along the side of the road overlooking Pleasant Lake.There wasn’t a house right there to be having a party, and it’s not as though that’s a place […]
For our big anniversary party next month, we’ve arranged to rent a pontoon boat for the day. When we spoke with the marina owner last week, we admitted that I’ve never had any experience with a boat that size — I mean, although I took the handle of the outboard motor on Sheepshead Bay off […]
Ashton, Idaho, is sort of at the border between the agricultural plains and rolling hills of the Snake River Plain and the forested areas on the Montana line. There’s a main street with a couple of blocks of stores. Off the side streets you can see grain bins. The Trails Inn seems designed to appeal […]
