We have not quite got our body clocks in sync with our time zone or each other. Craig wakes during the night and sleeps late, as do Ruby and Nina, leaving me and the little girls to enjoy the early morning. The girls played outside in our garden and I sat in this rocking chair in the sunshine and did a bit of knitting. I also went to a knitting workshop at the local yarn and fabric store. My knitting so far has mostly been figured out through making it up and occasionally youtubing it. How useful to find out finally how to cast on properly. Also very helpful to meet some locals with knowledge of good things to do around town.
|(my apologies for the fuzzy iphone photos)|
The library itself is gorgeous - old fashioned (built in 1931) and right round the corner, with wood everywhere and big tables, a homework club that meets Monday - Thursday and staffed by kindly and slightly harassed librarians. Our membership entitles us to borrow up to 75(!) books at a time from any library in Boston, including the imposing Boston Public Library.
|Nina folding the laundry|
|Ruby did a nice job setting the table|
Other things - we went to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum. Even better than I remembered, despite the missing paintings but difficult to fully appreciate with four kids in tow, all of whom claimed severe starvation about half way through our visit, and one of whom (I'll let you guess which) declared loudly and frequently that she DIDN'T WANT TO WALK ANYMORE and that she WASN'T GOING TO TOUCH THAT PAINTING/CABINET/PRICELESS ARTEFACT that her hands were mere millimetres from. A solo return visit (or several) is in order.