Sylvia's Journal

It took some time yesterday to settle back in to normality after the eventful morning. Axel spent a few hours on the roof to clean up the glass and re-arrange windows. That was a good thing because a downpour was expected, and did indeed occur, in the afternoon.

Charles will stay in the hospital for awhile, allowing the doctor(s) to check out all his systems. Last we heard he was resting comfortably. This gave Ted a chance to do the same, after a few interrupted nights.

It was a good thing that the rest of the day was uneventful. Axel worked upstairs preparing for the town meeting on Monday where his committee will ask people to pay extra for historic preservation in order to attract more matching funds from the state – this won’t be easy. Downstairs I was finishing my 40+ page chapter to pass it on to a colleague for review and across the driveway Tessa was doing work for the competition. The only one who had commuted into Boston was Steve because the lab mice cannot be fed and groomed via the internet.

For entertainment after a hard days’ work we drove through a monsoon like rain to Ipswich to our friends Edith and Hugh and welcomed Anne and Chuck, who had returned from their winter hideout in Cost Rica, back into cold and wet New England. Edith had cooked a wonderful spicy fish soup that was greeted by Anne with the words “I can only eat fish if it is not too fishy!” Apparently it was not too fishy for her!

At the end of the meal we drank Costa Rican coffee liquor while everyone had a story to tell about precious liquids left behind with security people at airports in Costa Rica and the US. That, as I had not realized, included a bottle of coffee liquor Axel had intended for us.

And now it is Saturday and Bill has reserved a plane for us for the morning. But what I see outside does not look good for flying. It’s time to check the weather.