early morning

 
4:24 am . . saying good-bye to morgan and harley . . on their way back to londontown.

it's a cold morning and the wind has been howling . . 

just sitting with the rascals . . 

and pluto . . feeding them treats.

pics from the car zooming past the giant playground sturgeon . . 

and the verrazzano . .

a busy airport even at 5:30 in the morning.

items left behind . . 

interesting . . i suppose someone's pants are shorter now.

here's the scorecard from last night's may i card game . . 

my turn for a treat (still life with the last of the biscotti, booth's assam tea and abandoned items).

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it's slowly getting light outside.

one more day together before traveling

it's a beautiful wednesday and also very cold and windy.

i take our compost now to a container at charles street in the park, as the park has a facility for processing vegetarian food scraps.

i stopped at st. luke's garden on my way to the health food store and to brooklyn fare for taco ingredients for dinner tonight.

it was lunchtime for the squirrels . . 

walking back home past hungry llama cafe . . 

making a carrot snack for the plane . . 

a silly cat game: morgana had seen this on an instagram post and i've been saving kombucha bottle caps since the springtime in preparation for trying it ourselves . . yes! very silly!

the last of the holiday cookies . . 

and a fun game of may i . . (greg went to sleep as he'll be getting up early to drive them to the airport) . . 

would the cats like to go along?

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and time to get some sleep now . .

twelfth night

verse for the journey

ever again upon the earth,

and down from heaven high

we seek a place where we may rest,

my holy child and i.

in every heart is hid a nest,

wherein my child may lie.

so open your hearts to your baby quest,

let in the heavens high.