Oh I had such big plans to post about our vacation, really, I did. But I find myself facing the micro-dilemma that reflects the macro-dilemma of the Internet age: too many choices. Thanks to our digital camera, I have hundreds of photos to sift through, not to mention the ones that Aunt Catherine gave me on disk that I copied into iPhoto twice, and the mere thought of going into the program and isolating and then deleting the duplicated pictures alone gives me hives.
(And as an aside, let me mention that I have always found the proliferation of choices an overwhelming luxury...in fact, in 1987 my college of choice posed the application question: "What is the greatest invention of the 20th century?" to which I responded in essay form the equivelent of: "Are you mad? What kind of question is that?")
But anyway. Vacation. For starters, let's revisit the view:
At the oceanside of the property, there were some stairs that led down to an extremely rocky beach:
Lila enjoyed spending time down there every day, instructing whomever was with her to throw rocks into the water:
Here she is with Aunt Catherine. She is clearly annoyed that rock-throwing has been interrupted by picture-taking:
We had our fair share of family visitors, including a couple of lovely days just with Nana and Pop Pop:
And for Josh's birthday we had Nana Ann, Popsy, Aunt Catherine, Uncle Thom, and our old friends the Nathan family down for lobsters and steamers. Nana Ann loves a reason to show up to a party with a lobster pot:
And Uncle Thom took some great pictures that night:
(Lila with Fisher and Effie)
(Jeff)
(Lila and Effie)
So that's a start. Up next: a visit to the lighthouse.
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