Monday evening to Wednesday morn; we packed it full, if not with activity, then with interesting sharings and last day tasks. Mom was a trooper, getting us to the Braintree Logan Express at 6:34 a.m. in the dark! We will certainly miss our loved ones and the New England architecture and scenery, but now it's time to do those autumnal things one does at home as the holidays approach.
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| The tree outside Mom's sunporch |
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| D.W. Fields Park in Brockton - the Memorial Tower |
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| Looking up |
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| panorama shot 1 of a weir in D.W. Fields Park |
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| There's Jeffery! |
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| Red Fungi |
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| View of the Fuller Craft Museum across one of the ponds in the Park |
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| Another of the several weirs we saw |
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| Another train at another museum - we wondered if it was the same artist |
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| A face plant? |
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| Another interesting facial expression |
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| I thought of our local "found objects artist" George Fluke when I saw this and other pieces by Leo Sewell |
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| Uh oh! Sara! It's a duck staring at me! |
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| Jeffery caught a better shot of this Leo Sewell art-ducko creation |
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| Jimi Hendrix? Jeffery got "in trouble" for being out on this patio, but he got his shot! |
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| One artwork at the Fuller Craft Museum |
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| close-up to show the workmanship |
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| I liked this ceramic Folds piece |
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| This carved feather was nearly see-through due to piercings in it. The description of it said "Hand-carved white oak endgrain, steam-bent wenge spine, pyrographed and dyed". Wonder what most of that means. |
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| Hairy body Jewelry |
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| What's in your wallet? |
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| Real human hair skirt |
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| Tea ceremony box |
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| Tea whisks |
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| A really bizarre dress in a really bizarre clothing collection |
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| The cow-heads overlooking the Peaceful Meadows where we treated ourselves to ice cream cones after a day at the museum. |
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| Jeffery makes our travelling lunches for tomorrow's flight home |
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| Me with my donut before we fly |
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| Jeffery reading on the plane |
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| The view out my airplane window in Boston. |
We made it safely home. Long flight to L.A., then a short trip to Sacramento. Considering we got in Mom's car at 5:30 a.m. EST and sat on our fannies for the next 14 hours (on shuttles, planes, buses and cars) we felt pretty darned good when we pulled up to Tobin. Real life commenced immediately.