We won this in a raffle at a cat shelter event. It sits on our porch windowsill, and changes colors (which of course doesn’t show in a still photo). It even spent the week on the railing of our Vineyard rental. It’s very cute.

We won this in a raffle at a cat shelter event. It sits on our porch windowsill, and changes colors (which of course doesn’t show in a still photo). It even spent the week on the railing of our Vineyard rental. It’s very cute.

According to the Interwebs, this type of light switch is antique and was patented in 1915. They were used through the mid 20th century, and by the 1960s basically weren’t used at all. Which jibes with our house being 135 years old.

Digital signs like this always make me want to buy a lottery ticket.

Because Doug is Doug, he rigged up the light on top of our garage to forecast the weather, like the light on top of the John Hancock building in Boston. Tonight it’s steady red. And for those who can’t remember what the lights mean:
Steady blue, clear view.
Flashing blue, clouds due.
Steady red, rain ahead.
Flashing red, snow instead.

When I first drove my electric car, I found it kind of funny that you can’t really tell if the car is running. A couple times I’ve gotten into the car, realized I forgot something and run back to get it, then get back in the car, and don’t remember if I started it because it makes no noise. That’s what this little green light is for.

The theme of the week is “light.”
This little lantern is something Doug painted during a date night at a paint-your-own-pottery shop. It hangs above the little table on our porch, along with a second one, adding a bit of ambience to dinnertime.

I already took a picture earlier today, but when we got a good ol’ thunderstorm, I decided I like this more.

I’m having fun with photo editing. Especially for what could have been a very boring picture.

Heading home on the ferry. See you next year, MV!!

On the beach in Menemsha, watching the sun go down is a community event that I’ve wanted to participate in for years. People bring chairs and picnics and just watch. And applaud when it’s over. 