On June 3 we returned from Mutt Rescue with a new dog.
“Nixie” (or “Nix”) was similar to her rescue name; Nora and I like Nixie tubes (i.e., Numeric Indicator eXperimental); her bark is raspy like Stevie Nicks; and she’s curious, following us to the bathroom even, hence “nosy Nixie.”
You can see more of her her first month photos with us.
It’s spring break this week, but we are staying close for Casper, who can’t do much, but he enjoyed the portage up to Elliot Tower atop Great Blue Hill.
Visiting a ski resort in the summer makes for beautiful views. We took chair lifts up the mountain and hiked along a trail.
This weekend we pedaled up the Charles River to Arsenal Park, where we spotted a red-tailed hawk. She spotted us, as well.
To celebrate Nora’s birthday we went to the “Garden in the Woods,” a “naturalistic plant collection that showcases New England native plants with complementary specimens from across the country.”
I loved this small hut with a green roof.
In 1985, Hurricane Elena filled in the Dunedin Pass, separating Clearwater Beach from Caladesi Island, though it is a bit of a (lovely) hike.
You know you’re near the boundary, when you see the shell trees.
And you know you should hurry back, when the tide starts coming in.
Something that tickles me, as a New Englander, is an aquatic sunset.
This labor day weekend, we got a car and explored the coast around Boston.
On Saturday, we explored the North Shore and happened across Gerry Island, for which there is a path when the tide is out.
Monday, we explored the South Shore, and enjoyed the rocky beach of Webb Memorial Park.
Summer time is a time of cold salads. For lunch I’m finishing yesterday’s improvised sesame soba with tofu, watermelon, and mint!
As a young goth or punk, you learn to give yourself and friends haircuts. This past year takes me back: Nora, working from home, has been opting for edgier styles, and I’ve been implementing them with scissors and trimmers in hand.