Greg’s Summertime Office
Fletcher is in summertime relaxation mode in “Greg’s office.” (He doesn’t come inside much anymore…I just shove sandwiches through the kitchen window occasionally.)
Fletcher is in summertime relaxation mode in “Greg’s office.” (He doesn’t come inside much anymore…I just shove sandwiches through the kitchen window occasionally.)
Greg and I just bought and moved into our first house (well, the first one we own, anyway), and we couldn’t be happier with it. Our dream of living in the woods on a mountainside is officially realized!!
I know, however, of a young chronophobiac who experienced something like panic when looking for the first time at homemade movies that had been taken a few weeks before his birth. Vladimir Nabokov
Lovely snowshoe with Mom and Wendell outside the new house in Haverhill yesterday.
My name is Christopher. People often assume that I like to be called Chris — they think that the familiarity is nice. I only like to be called Chris when drinking Scotch and smoking cigars with buddies. At those moments, our camaraderie makes that level of familiarity appropriate. After all, we’re usually talking women. That … Read more
Greg and I just had a double moose sighting while XC skiing! Still no photographic evidence…maybe next time. Those suckers are hard to catch on camera. Not because they’re fast, but because I just stand there awestruck.
My mom and Greg made this yesterday. Really don’t know what got into them, but it’s hilarious. Apparently, they’re not into cooking, but arranging the hors d’oeuvre into shapes is acceptable. I think my mom mostly did it to freak out Patsy.