Sunday in Boston

More red tape , holding on the phone, rushing to printers. Okay, that’s done! House is gorgeous, 1870’s faithfully and lovingly preserved. Ronda and Kevin are fun hosts and have the coolest dog (save River, of course) named Riley, a sweet mellow hound that actually stays in his yard without a fence. Seriously impressed. Still eating well, wine is flowing, bed is comfy and life is good. My dearest friend has accused us of blowing our way into NC on a hurricane while leaving an enormous earthquake in our wake and she wonders what is in store for poor old Boston? Cross your fingers, folks, surely our powers can be contained.

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