Monthly Archive: August 2009

the last day

Well, we’re in that unpleasant, cranky stage of leaving that entails massing huge numbers of books on the stairway (“Can somebody carry those upstairs when...

life, the Fire Island way

I know, I know, it’s an awful lot of photos, but it was SO BEAUTIFUL in so many different ways that only this motley assortment...

a brush with the fuzz

Well, it’s a first in my experience of our little uneventful Connecticut road (dirt in most places, the way we like it, to keep traffic...