Is it Friday already
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Spent Saturday afternoon at Screaming Woman's Cove beach.
The fog rolled in and out...one minute clear and the next misty.
I got this photo of Abbot Hall as I walked to listen to music in the park on Saturday morning.
It was foggy and drizzly on the first night of the Marblehead festival of Arts.
That didn't stop the crowd though! Crocker park was filled with folks on blankets and lawn chairs,
Mums and dads, children running and playing, grandmas and grandpas!
It seemed like the whole town turned out to hear the great music.
Some folks were dancing in front of the stage and they were really good.
Sunday's weather was a wash out!
I did get out to see some of the art exhibits though.
I saw the mixed media and the sculpture in St. Michael's Church.
Every year they sell lobster rolls on their lawn and I never miss it.
I also saw the photography exhibit in Old Town Hall.
One of the photo's on display was a picture of one of my mother's best friend's porch.
She passed away a few years before my own mother did.
Hopefully they are up there sipping lemonade on the big porch in the sky together.
The Marblehead Glover regiment (re-enactors) will fire the cannon and read
the declaration of independence from Fort Sewall on the Fourth at noon.
Fort Sewall is a revolutionary war era fort here in Marblehead.
There are two little boys who have been in my class for the past two years.
They normally stay a year or so but because of how their birthdays fell they
started at about 15 months and they are 3.3 years now!
They were a lot!
But I loved them and I really will miss them...maybe not at nap time though.
Here are a few things that one of them has said in the last week:
We have a bowl on a table with three oranges in it, every time Will walks by he says,
"Do you want to see me juggle?"
At nap time everyone except Will was asleep and he sat straight up and said,
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
I was thinking, shut the heck up and go to sleep but I don't think he was thinking that.
He brought me flowers on his last day and every time he walked by them on the counter,
he got that sweet little boy smile and said,
"Those are my flowers. I gave them to you, Kara."
It's always a bittersweet time of year for me.
The harbour illumination. There are flares set up all around the harbour and they are all lit just before
the fireworks are set off. This year it was so foggy you could hardly even see the fireworks
but the illumination looked beautiful in the foggy mist.
If I might add one more....
three day work weeks...Yes please.
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