It is now exactly one week ago that we gathered at Tessa’s house and were in the midst of worry; would or would the groom be able to attend his own wedding? Once the ceremony had been postponed to day 2 we could relax and take the day as it came. It did come, the groom was in good enough shape to participate in the postponed ceremony and we had the wedding that Tessa had envisioned some 5 years ago. Months (years?) of intense preparation and poof, all is past.
My brother and his wife went west with Sita and Jim and then further west to be the lone tourists at Naumkeag, the Field Farm of the Trust for Public lands, the Clark Institute, the Norman Rockwell museum, and Mass Moka. Axel had prepared a list of attractions which they followed to the letter, to everyone’s delight. Axel should have been a tour guide and we should have been with them, as most of these sights I have not seen myself.
In the meantime we entertained the ever diminishing crowd of Dutch travelers at Lobster Cove and in Gloucester; first in the rain and then on 10+ autumn days. One left on Monday, two more on Tuesday and two more today.
Despite the fact that it is now officially fall we swam, cooked up a storm and remembered family history – amazingly different depending on who does the talking: the oldest or the middle child or me, the before last one. We just sat in the sun, reading or playing with old or newly acquired iPads. I forgot nearly completely that I have an employer 30 miles south (I am one of the few in this company) and had a wonderful time doing nothing.
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