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.

holiday travels

greg and i were on the road to my sister's by 11:30 and stopped at a favorite bakery along the way for pignoli, rainbow and anise cookies . . and various other treats such as challah/bunny bread, an italian bread and hot cross buns.

picking out his chocolate chip muffin . . 

hello toby . . 

a walk by the lake . . 

an afternoon nap in the sunshine . . 

good friday dinner . . cod fish with mustard sauce and stewed tomatoes . . 

and key lime pie.

gute reise

why is cricket compelled to clamber up on the clothing rack? he's so curious about everything.

morgana and i finished watching the bishop's wife this morning (one of my favorite christmas movies).

tea together before going to the airport . . they return to london tonight. we had such a lovely time together and a fun and special christmas celebration sunday evening which i hope to post about soon (but am too tired tonight!)

guten reisen! (i always miss them even before they leave . . )

meanwhile, chanda has moved into the small bedroom and pluto has taken up residence beneath the desk, next to the heater.

holiday decorations

morgana attended ellen's alumni class this evening (after visiting the transit museum in brooklyn with harley and meeting deychen for lunch) and stopped on the way home for take out food from our favorite middle eastern restaurant. we're getting ready to visit chanda this week and will bring her home with us.

last day on the cape

today we headed back home. we began with an early morning swim, and then met afterwards to sit and talk a little before saying good-bye . . and then it was time for greg and i to leave the cape until our next visit, which will actually be in october. we'll return with korrina and with my sister and brother-in-law for a week long visit. i'm hoping to take the ferry to martha's vineyard and bike a bit around there.

chanda went to work on her readings for the day and greg and i drove to the popover cafe again, to pick up treats for the car ride home. i thought it was interesting that there was a note on the glass of this door saying that the generator was on the roof. i imagine they get hit by a good many hurricanes and need back up.

back over the bourne bridge . . 

greg has been wanting to stop at this diner for awhile now, i think. he's noticed it on past trips. the woman to his left is crocheting granny squares while waiting for her food.

listening to a song from our past when we first met, 1985.

home again . . 

to the crazy cats . . 

a day trip to pennsylvania

greg and i drove out to pennsylvania this morning to meet with a french bulldog breeder. she had a listing up on the american kennel club site about a ten month old brindle male bulldog for sale. she was originally going to keep him to breed, but he grew too big. he was a beautiful size! and he also had good breathing capability. however, when i saw him i realized he was already too grown for me to introduce him to the cats. he would just bulldoze over them and they would not welcome him. i think if i really want to bring a dog into the house, we should begin with a smaller puppy. of course that entails house breaking; a huge project which i haven't done in years (since louise bulldog in 1989/90). jack was already house broken when we adopted him. we probably shouldn't get a dog at all . . but . . there's that but . . 

so, anyway, after meeting the breeder (her name was tanya and we think she was from ukraine as she had a flag in her car) and her husband, we drove to the wegman's in their town and had a fun time traipsing about and having lunch there . . 

it was huge!

gjetost!

so much wine, like in california!

the fine wine room . . 

ready to check out . . greg had visited the cold cut station for a freshly made sandwich, and i picked out hot soup for myself (italian wedding soup with it's delicious little meatballs).

the cashier was very friendly and we shared that it was our first time visiting a wegman's and that we were from nyc . . and she shared that she had just been visiting the village this past week.

it was a nice seating area . . 

back at home . . here's the butterkäse i picked out.

and dinner tonight was thinly sliced pork chops from the butcher with beet salad.