tuesday and wednesday

on the trail of the village water line

R exits ferry with dog (hidden)

    Another rondelay to Freeland and beyond for a cartridge and then the next day a ham hock. The cartridge was for S and the ham hock for the Romanian pork and bean soup which was a lot of trouble and tasted like pork and bean soup although the caraway seeds added something different. Tuesday there was supper at Dean and Mary's house out Saratoga. Wednesday there was a dinner here at home with Bruce and Deon at which the Romanian soup was served. Both those events were relaxed and chatty.

    R brought Marbles over on the boat for a handoff as she prepared to fly to New York for the wedding of Maxwell formerly of the Huff Post days.

    There was at least a good walk on Tuesday up cemetery and down to commons for a cheddar and jalapeno bagel in which D and I rediscovered Jay's wetland project back of the old middle school field and D got into some deep black swamp mud, but I was able to commandeer the hose from the little garden to clean him mostly.

    There may have been more, surely there was, but by Thursday am this was all that could be dredged.