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My patch of sunshine in a patch of sunshine. 😍

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Ben idolizes his great-grampa and stories of his tours of duty in the RAF, and the narrow-miss (and blessing) of his other great-grampa’s last-minute tuberculosis diagnosis (the navy ship he had been assigned to was sank by a German u-boat). All the random narrow-misses that resulted in any of us being alive. We are, tentatively, watching Band of Brothers, learning about what was at stake. Because they are all, almost, gone now. We hit up the army navy store and he tries it all on, goofing, but also knowing he’s in sacred and solemn territory.

We have a lovely, new local bistro! Riverport is hopping. #novascotia @therosebaygeneral

Weekend: pressure-washing, paint flecks, farm market suppers, summer getaway bookings, broody doves, the mid-construction mill order, supper party dreams.

Everyone else habitually talks to their mussels and their fiddleheads, calling them darlings, scolding them lovingly before being cooked and eaten, right #lildarlings

Thrills! This house—and this vista—needed a deck. I love that the view from the kitchen window will now include an outdoor living space. I can already see it. Stretched canvas shade sails and a hammock and a long dining table and a bunch of cozy places and couches and pillows and tomato pots and a charcoal barbecue and edison bulbs and a vertical herb garden and don’t worry, I am not getting carried away. It’s a magical deck. Like the Weasley’s tent at the Quidditch World Cup. DECKUS EXPANDO! CASHUS APPEARUS!

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