Missing in Action

I know I have been missing in action but what a whirlwind it has been. I thought I would let the pictures do most of the talking about my past three weeks.

This is my neighbor. We write out checks to her to pay our property taxes.

This is also my neighbor. Joyce Mitchell and her husband live a quarter mile up the river from us. We see them at the post office often.

While just a little less peopled than this photo, the papparazi have been a highly visible local annoyance in our hamlet of 352 people. Do you know what it's like to have the New York Post waiting in your driveway for something to happen? You wake up to them and go to bed to them and there are many others as well.

We have lived for the past three weeks with this armed presence, and happily so. You just can't imagine. It is stressful.  They are EVERYWHERE and that is good.

Throw in a week of vacation. Like many locals,  getting out of town seemed like a great idea. I spent time with both daughters but it wasn't what one would normally call a vacation.

I had an appointment here. It was not a good appointment. Pity party.  After Mass General it was time for this:

My daughter had to unexpectedly fix a broken crown in my mouth that appeared this week as well. And of course the facial pain that has been plaguing me for the past 7 years decided to come out of remission and rear it's ugly head. Tears.

Throw in two ER visits for my husband with hands and fingers swollen like kielbasas and being very sick as well. But no, we are still not done.

I came home from Boston with the construction of two new decks in full glory.

My home is a construction zone.

My glorious shade garden is decimated.

And that has been my life the past three weeks. I will return with pics of my finally finished beaded necklace and my rust dyed top but I need a freakin' break.....Bunny