
I am absurdly pleased with the tiny stone wall in front of the trees at the bottom of the hill. Another one is done also - a corn maze that has dubious perspective and not enough corn husks but will do.
My friend Margaret from
England Scotland is visiting, in between making bamboo pipes in the Adirondaks and fetching her husband, arriving from Scotland, and vacationing on the Cape I think. She is an easy guest; happy so long as the wifi is working, amiable about food and cheerfully traveling with me on various errands. Yesterday we went to find a camera store, and stopped to admire the dinosaur footprints next to the river on the way north and home. She takes a daily photo, and has for a couple years now, improving her skills and equipment as she goes. I met her in 1982 when I was just graduated with a degree in geogology, and living with my parents in Woods Hole. I joined the local morris side, and enjoyed it a LOT, and learned all kinds of crazy things including the horn dance of Abbots Bromley and a wooden sword dance. She comes here every couple of years, and camps out for a couple of days and then carries on. I am glad she does, even thought neither one of us hugely demonstrative about it.
She brought what she says is a giant bamboo ocarina - one of the pipes she made, from a hunk of bamboo about 18" long. It is a closed end pipe (thus the ocarina moniker). It hoots beautifully.