Doug, Greg and Jen look out at the water while we wait for the ferry to come to take us back to the mainland. …sigh…
fore!
We went mini-golfing today. After a strong start, I came in fourth, out of five. Oh well. It was fun anyway.
I like how my golf ball matches my toes 🙂
meehhh!
That is the sound that young llamas make, like this one that Rachel and I saw at the Farmers’ Market in West Tisbury today. We bought lots of tasty fresh veggies that were consumed with a fabulous lobster dinner this evening. Every year we have one big meal at the house, usually Saturday because the weekends have lots of vacationers clogging the restaurants.
succinct
the name of this store pretty much says it all.
mmm….fudge
Jen and I stopped into the infamous Murdick’s to get some fudge, and we watched the experts pour it out onto a marble table to fold and cut it. After he’d folded it, he cut off the ends into small pieces for the watching customers to sample; it was still just a little bit warm. Quite possibly the best thing I’ve ever eaten in my entire life.
toes
Usually I get my annual pedicure on the island with Rachel, but she’s unable to make it until the end of the week this year. Marie was more than happy to stand in. I can’t remember the name of her color, but I am sporting “Purple with a Purpose.”
seriously, I want a job coming up with color names.
euphemism
I passed by this lovely little flower box while I was wandering through the town of Vineyard Haven today. I think the sign can be approximately translated to mean “hey! you! don’t sit here!”
on our way
The Island Queen is the boat that we take to get over to the island. We used to take the “official” ferry out of Woods Hole, but that one also take cars and is just bigger and less pleasant. 
packing
At last! It’s time to head off to Martha’s Vineyard for a week. Packing for the Vineyard is a challenge, because it’s an island and subject to all kinds of weather. So I’ve got everything from tank tops to fleece jackets, sandals to rain shoes. And of course, plenty of books suitable for porch reading. Can’t wait.
whose tractor??
I suspect that Vermeer wouldn’t be too thrilled to know there’s a tractor out there with his name on it. And that it is entitled to staff parking…