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Indeed, as I sit at the base of Mount Snow in West Dover, Vermont, I'm in disbelief that it's still July as I feel like I've lived through a full summer since descending into Massachusetts on the 1st. The photos speak loudly, but yes of course I'll add a few thoughts, too. There were other visits as well -- a few with my 93 year old brother-in-law and niece Liz, as well as friends, Sue and Tom. My photo expertise is slipping but it's not age; it was the three bottles of vinho verde I drank alongside all the delicious food. No wonder I'm pondering relocation to the Azorean islands.
I'm now in a brief solo respite mode before my birth month and a whole new story begins.
4 Comments
Anne-Marie Grillo
8/5/2025 05:17:37 pm
And you made all 31 count. . .so good to spend quality time with you.My one regret? Not buying a 4th bottle of Vinho Verde, increasing the odds that I could have won at least one round of Rummikub!
Judy
8/6/2025 03:10:03 pm
Really funny!!! Is that outdoor faucet fixed? Woke to that thought today.
Donna Boucher
8/8/2025 07:01:13 am
It was such fun to have you visit us 🥰
Judy
8/8/2025 03:21:39 pm
D: Oh my --- must see a photo or two of this neighborhood camping expedition! Do text me! I think Lyle might be ready for Jr Counselor now :). Yes, I've crossed the border into NY but still in Vermont mentally! J Leave a Reply. |
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