Rockport, MA - 2009

Every year we try to visit Rockport, MA for a day. It has turned into a tradition. We walk through town and look in all the little shops. The girls like the jewelry shops and Kevin likes the rock shops. We walk on the rocks to the end of the jetty and relax. Someone had their wedding on the rocks across the from the jetty. It's fun to people watch.

I took a couple pictures of Motif #2. Motif #1, the original building, was washed away in the Blizzard of 1978. That must have been a real sight to see.

We followed the coast back to Beverly Farms before heading to Danvers to eat dinner at the Cheescake Factory.

It's a great day trip and a must try ...

Tree Cutting

One of our neighbors down the street had many trees fall during the ice storm this winter. A tree service came to clear the trees last week.

They used a crane to take trees out of the backyard, over the house, and over the powerlines on the street. A person on a man-lift attached a large strap hanging from the cable of the crane to the tree. Once attached another person cut the tree at the base. The crane would lift the tree over everything to the street. Many of the trees went straight into the chipper by attaching a cable to them and draging them in. It took them all day to clear the trees from the backyard of that house.

Art Honor Society

Courtney was inducted into the National Art Honor Society this year. She was selected for NH Art All-State this year also. She had a piece displayed at the Currier Museum of Art in Manchester, NH.

Looking for critters

I drove with my daughter looking for animals last night. This little creature looked like a beaver from my truck. I have never seen a beaver out of the water so I took a couple pictures and decided to see if I could get closer. It was on the edge of a field 165 yards from where I pulled over.

I would like to think it was my hunting stealth and sheer determination not to be seen or heard that enabled me to get so close. I crept up on it and ended up about 10 feet away. It turns out it was a little porcupine that quite honestly didn’t care how close I got. It looked at me, showed me its quills, and slowly went up and over the rock wall. I was only 14 inches long plus tail. It was so cute it looked huggable …








I saw these turkeys in a field also.