home and away, pictures mostly

It definitely feels fallish outside.
I could be wrong. It could be 90 next week, but there's a hint in the air that cold will follow, not heat.

Lists were made.


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Shopping was done.
Things were packed.


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Yes, we did bring tools. Don't you bring tools to a vacation rental home?
(You do if you've heard the screen in the front door is torn.)


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We got some iced coffee for the monkey and headed out.

5 short (ha) hours later, we'd made it...and, people, it was a good one.
(In fact, it took a couple of days before I remembered that the previous rental home we stayed in was burgled!)

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You've gotta love a house with a name. Well, that and a collection. This house was full of birds.


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(Found in the dresser in our room.) (eep!)

Day one: our hostess's birthday.
We took her to Mac's for dinner and I HAD MY FIRST OYSTERS. EVER.
I know, I know! You're thinking: but bb, you go to the Cape every freaking year and you've never had oysters? 
Nope.
No.

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But there we were, standing on that shell driveway with a big ole plate of them in front of us.


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And I was watching D and K put a little drop of this and a tiny dab of that on them, and I guess it was peer pressure or the power of suggestion, or something, but the next thing I knew I was slurping a couple down.


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I loved them. They tasted like eating the ocean.
Of course, if you're going to eat oysters you might want to start in Wellfleet.
Just saying.

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The week hummed along quietly from there.


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More friends arrived. Desserts were concocted. More oysters were eaten.

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Occasionally, the monkey would check his mail.


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Works of art were appreciated.
Trips to the beach were taken. (Seals were spotted.)


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Many meals were eaten in good company, with good wine.

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(My favorite sign, on the way back from the beach.)


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The weather got a bit darker and colder and there was a storm.


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But we had blankets and fire...


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and found ice cream elsewhere.


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We had a wonderful time.

Comments

Wendy said…
What a great name for the cottage!
Hilary said…
what a wonderful trip!
and congrats on the oyster!
kmkat said…
I am guessing that any oysters eaten in WI are not nearly as good as the ones you had. What a great trip!
L.P. said…
Hm, oysters, wine, friends, monkeys, fireplace, blankets... sounds absolutely lovely.
be*mused jan said…
A dream week in my book!
Anonymous said…
Wonderful! I have red jeans, Jack Purcells and a checky shirt, so I'm pretending that it was I who was on the trip with you.

jbhat
Scot said…
I think one of the bravest things in the world is eating an oyster for the first time. I know they're good and NOW you know they're good but no matter how many people tell you they're delicious they still look like, well, you know...
Now you gotta try a Hooters Shooter! When you're in a land locked area and fresh oysters are dubious they do indeed, as you put it, taste like the ocean.
Sounds exactly like I'd expect--complete with a monkey and terrific green shorts.
Paola said…
Just reading all the marvellous things you did and had during the week makes me smile. I'm happy.
But I don't like oysters.