greg and i drove out to montauk with figaro tuesday evening, march 8th. his work decided that everyone should start going into the office three days a week which would mean that we could no longer spend a full week out at the house . . so of course i wanted to immediately go out to the house and spend a week there. between taking care of the kittens and helping with kendall, we hadn't gone for that long in months.
i realize that when i let a lot of time lapse between posts it's often because someone has died . . aunt evie, uncle bill, mom, dad . . and pets: xena, jack, hermione, madeline. figaro.
so here's our last visit on montauk with figaro . . (which i'm actually posting april 14th) . .
fooling around on the dining room chair in the sun while greg worked at the table. he loved napping next to greg during the day.
i don't know how to explain the feeling i get when i think of him . . it's different from my memories of xena, hermione and madeline. the three of them lived to be 17/18 years old. within the pain of missing them there's a sense of contentment. not with figaro. with him it's all turmoil.
i think i have a hard time letting go. i think grieving is really a lot of work that we don't want to do . . don't take the time to do . . probably because most of us don't know how to. we think time will take care of it (there's a saying about that, isn't there?) but i think there's more to it, well, at least for myself.
thursday's walk on the beach with greg and the seagulls . .
thursday's sunset . .
and thursday's dinner (which i brought out with us - carrots, turnips and potatoes from saturday's green market and the chicken from our local butcher).
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friday at ditch:
there's a surfer out there . . the little dot in the center . .
back at the house figaro was stretching after a long nap . . and after eating he went right back to sleep and slept until around 2 in the morning . . i woke up and brought him into bed with us. i thought maybe he was just becoming more independent . . but really i think he wasn't feeling well.
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saturday around the house . .
morgana's seashells from chritstmastime.
i realize now that i didn't hear any peepers this year . .
you can see both of his third eyes in this photo which is an indication that a cat isn't well.
beans, mushrooms and small beef sausages over quinoa.
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sunday we took a drive to sag harbor . .
i stopped at the variety store for sugar and cream yarn, we looked in the bookstore . .
and had lunch at the health food store (i love their black bean chili and tend to always order it). we ended up getting an extra burrito because the person at the order counter wasn't paying attention and mixed things up.
we bought some groceries also . . brought them back to the car and then went for a walk along the dock . .
checking out my yarn purchases . .
i hope to get started on some solid green napkins soon . . the multi-colored ball is for trim on a doily.
watching a movie with me . .
getting distracted by a bug . .
playing a game of yahtzee (greg won the two games we played during this visit).
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monday . .
figaro says my moving forward wrap makes a cozy bed.
monkfish from stewart's fish market where we stopped sunday on the way home from sag harbor.
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tuesday . .
we visited the library as the renovations were finally finished. it had been closed since 2019, and they had temporarily set things up in a trailer.
last lunchtime visit to hotel beach . .
in the evening, after greg finished work, we packed the car and drove westward . . home.
