Sunday, June 22—Tiverton, RI
After breakfast and the Sunday papers, we all went to Mt Hope Farm Park and walked the beautiful shaded trails. It is June, and couples were getting married at the Farm and yesterday at Blithewold, too, because the settings are so beautiful and romantic.
Sarah and I treated all to lunch at Tiverton’s Four Corners Grille after our walk. Sarah and I had lobster bisque. Are you keeping track? I certainly wasn’t. I, who have lactose intolerance, had now blithely
eaten ice cream two evenings in a row and was eating a large bowl of lobster bisque . . . which is made with heavy cream.
After lunch we said good-bye to Cim and she returned to her digs in Brookline, a suburb of Boston. She was thinking to buy a place but prices in her area are through the roof and her location is ideal. She can walk to her job at Harvard Medical School where she works as a veterinary technician, and recently her landlord updated her apartment with hardwood floors etc., so she is now very comfortable where she is.
When we got back to the house, I talked to Lois about making a handbag like the one I’ve carried for years and worn out. She said she’d give it a try. I like the bag because I can carry my bird book, binocs, and water in it and also my wallet and other handbaggy things. Both Sonja and Lois are seamstresses extraordinaire and can make anything. Presently, Lois’s expertise is in making purses and
handbags. She has made them (and I have received them as Christmas gifts) of leather, felt, and canvas fabric. She also made Jeff three nifty “game bags”—no not wild game but a bag for our Quiddler, Farkle, and Bolivia games (see right).
Phil & Sarah went to a grocery for a few things for dinner and our trip, and that evening Lois & Phil and Sarah had homemade pesto pizza on lavash with a tossed salad. I “fasted” because the ice cream and bisque had caught up with me. Then Sarah and I, with Lois’s help, did laundry in preparation for our following day’s departure while playing more Quiddler and visiting.
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