Attended the Fourth of July parade in Plymouth, Massachusetts yesterday. A parade that should have only taken about 30 to 45 minutes to make its way through town took well over two hours because of annoyingly long gaps. In 90+ degree heat we caught the beginning and then came back for the end.
While I know it is a common thing to do, I have never referred to any of my pets as my “children” or myself as their “mother.” I’ve encountered plenty of people that say, “This is my baby so and so” while pointing to a cat or a dog and smiling. And I’ve always found
MFA Buddhist Temple Room
Josiah McElheny, Endlessly Repeating Twentieth Century Modernism at Boston’s MFA
Middlesex Canal Locks, Billerica, MA
Concord River in Winter
The weather is turning cooler, the afternoons are getting darker, and I suddenly find myself craving flavored lattes – those embarrassingly delicious abominations from Starbucks layered with whipped cream and nutmeg. No other time of year would I think about pumpkin or gingerbread-flavored coffee as a must-have or even a must-maybe. It’s October in New