Another Diebold Assist!

 

Christina came last weekend--a very rainy and cold one--to lend her hand at the never-ending unpacking here.

 

 

And she was fabulous!  Anything we were in doubt about she'd say "throw away,"  like the nice but way too heavy suitcase I couldn't seem to part with (I'm so glad now it's gone).  She and Toby went through tons of old family photos, many repeats, and got rid of so much--keeping, of course, the best ones.

 

 

We had fun times too--meals together and watching MSNBC.

Truly, I think there's a career out there for you Christina, in helping people get rid of clutter. I'm trying to channel you when I can't decide about something.

Thanks so much for coming.

Activities

 

 

 

 

Alan and dogs for dinner.

 

 

Professionals packing up the paintings last Wednesday to take to NYC.

Overwhelmed!

 

 

Toby and I have been wrestling with the amount of stuff in our barn and losing

until...

 

 

 

Tom saved us.  He came over from Portland last weekend and moved tons of furniture: took beds out of bedrooms, put beds in,  carried bureaus downstairs, filing cabinets in and out, etc. etc.  Even helped Jean and Dave Brown move a big table from Malcolm's to their house.

Yeah Tom!!!!!

The Kiss

 

Last week we went down to Rhode Island to tie up a few details and stayed the night with our friends Susan and Jim.

While Susan was cooking up a delicious breakfast, I asked for a photo of them--

 

 

 

the first, too staid,

 

 

 

the second, better

 

 

 

and then the third--perfecto!

How to Feel Glamorous in the Midst of Moving--

 

 

 new shoes

(despite hole in the sock)

Toby's 73rd

 

We celebrated with the Page birthday cake--slightly lopsided, still tasty.  

Good meal, good man, good day!

May

Alan Phenix said how remarkable it is that everything comes alive right at the beginning of May.

So true--

 

The sweet Pheobe back just a few days ago is busy rebuilding her nest on the porch.

This feisty woodpecker is creating an early morning racket by drilling on the metal chimney cap to proclaim his territory.

We managed to catch this porcupine sleeping high up in the willow tree before he did any damage to the house.  We relocated him to a place two rivers away.  Don't think he'll come back.

At night we're hearing the loons on the lake and just last night the owls. 

On the downside we're fending off the ticks--yuckoo!  It's a bad tick season.




Almost forgot about the arrival of the giant ladybug!