Out in the N-10

So, we sail a lot. This is us out in the little boat for the first time. More of this in the coming months. My goal is to sail around that island out there--

by myself.

Look at James, isn't he the best?

Happenings

 Our favorite Flatbread Pizza.

Exploring, that's what we've been doing really. Filling the first half of the day with relaxing (we're still all hanging out in the living room in our jammies, it's 11am) and then trying to see something new or go somewhere during the day. We've been making good dinners and doing more relaxing in the evening. Anwen started working at Trader Joe's, and successfully fixed up a bike to ride home at night on. I'm now a week away from my coffee master certification at work. 

One week. 

I'm kind of nervous, but I know this week I'll have plenty of time to prepare. James is getting paid this summer, to read and relax, watch soccer, go sailing, eat good food, hang out with friends. 

Hard life. 

We're going sailing again tonight. Officially on the Wednesday night crew of the Eclipse. Our summer reading lists are currently being devoured. 

Love this summer life.

Sunset Sail

We went thinking we weren't going to race--but that is exactly what we did. 

The light on the water, the city in the distance, the sound of the ocean all around you, the friends and laughter, the fresh cold air, the thrill of it, and sharing it with the ones you love--

is there anything better than sailing?

Make Way for Ducklings

I asked Anwen, on the bus ride into the city today, if she had ever read Make Way for Ducklings by Robert McCloskey. She hadn't, so we made our way to Porter Square Books and read a copy in the children's section, then bought it.

We got off the T at Park Street, walked passed that State House (Mr. and Mrs. Mallard flew over it) and wandered through Beacon Hill (again, they flew but didn't find anywhere to land). Then we stopped in at my favorite Starbucks for a coffee. After, we walked across the street the Public Garden. There we found the statue of the ducklings and their momma from the book. In Boston the ducklings in the park are often dressed for holidays and all the little kids who visit get a picture with them.

As we began to walk through the Garden we heard music, and reveled in the beautiful day. The next part I couldn't have planned any better. If you've never read Make Way for Ducklings, Mr. and Mrs. Mallard eventually settle in the Public Garden, and call the pond their home.

I pointed out the island in the middle of the pond--the one in the book. Then around came a swan boat and Anwen said, "oh my gosh they're real!" We walked down to the water and there, on the side bathing in the sun, were three little puffball ducklings with their mom and pop.

This little family blessed my heart so much on this perfect day in the city. I can't think of a more magical introduction to Boston for Anwen. Our ducklings eventually made their way back to the island, just like in the end of McCloskey's book. We also took the rest of the afternoon to wander, and ended up with friends for dinner. 

Let the Adventures Begin

She's HERE!!!

To Camp!

At least they're prepared. 

We did lots of hiking!

Flashlight tag! 

Lady slippers, out of my childhood wildflower book.

James and Noah.

Views from the top of Foss Mountain.

Signs of a good trip.

25 elementary school students. 

3 days. 

5 cabins.

10 adults. 

2 mountians.

1 lake. 

4 soccer games. 

A whole lot of fun.