Dennis and Cathy have lived here for over twenty years and in my infrequent visits during that time, I have always loved this white birch that is in their front yard. Now it is very tall, slender and lovely. I imagine American Indians carving canoes of these paper skinned trees, and rowing through still waters in them.
We are planning on heading to Boston Harbor, the Haymarket and around shortly after the brothers get back from their outing, which I am sure will include food. Tonight we will spend with his sister Vivian in Whitinsville. Cathy is at work. I am doing some laundry and watching Emeril.
No comments:
Post a Comment