We took a break from the heat and humidity in town today, in that after GNC, we made up a picnic lunch and took it out to the George Benjamin Arboretum in Bluehill. We were anticipating a walk through the forest after our lunch, assuming that it would be a lovely day in the country, a few degrees cooler than in town. We were wrong! True, it was lovely, and it definitely was cooler, but we were essentially in a cloud! It was quite wet everywhere, so after braving our lunch in the drizzle on the damp, fungus-covered table, we decided to rather go straight home again. Nick took the boys swimming straight away – so weird to us that it takes about 15 minutes to get from one climate pattern to an entirely different one!
Yesterday we had our last day of school, much to our joint relief. It was fine, really, and we finished at about 12, so went to Sally’s for lunch, kind of as a term-end celebration. Nick only had soup, not really wanting to chew very much stuff yet; the boys shared a sausage baguette as usual, and I had my usual of a chicken-salad sandwich, and a cup of soup. Sally makes the soup herself, and it’s absolutely terrific. I said to Nick that it reminds me of coming home from school in winter, to a cup of fresh-off-the-stove soup that my mom makes.
The pigeon is still alive, but doesn’t seem to be eating much. I’m not sure if any of the other pigeons are feeding it when we’re not looking, but it is still pooing so must be getting something. Nick’s mouth is feeling a bit sore again this evening so he will be bypassing supper. I’ve had a good look at it, and it seems that the jawbone is sticking out and visible – it’s odd and gross. The gum hasn’t yet closed around the wound. When he rubs his tongue over the area where the bone is, it’s very sharp – he says it feels like he’s touching something he’s not supposed to be touching!
Yesterday we had our last day of school, much to our joint relief. It was fine, really, and we finished at about 12, so went to Sally’s for lunch, kind of as a term-end celebration. Nick only had soup, not really wanting to chew very much stuff yet; the boys shared a sausage baguette as usual, and I had my usual of a chicken-salad sandwich, and a cup of soup. Sally makes the soup herself, and it’s absolutely terrific. I said to Nick that it reminds me of coming home from school in winter, to a cup of fresh-off-the-stove soup that my mom makes.
The pigeon is still alive, but doesn’t seem to be eating much. I’m not sure if any of the other pigeons are feeding it when we’re not looking, but it is still pooing so must be getting something. Nick’s mouth is feeling a bit sore again this evening so he will be bypassing supper. I’ve had a good look at it, and it seems that the jawbone is sticking out and visible – it’s odd and gross. The gum hasn’t yet closed around the wound. When he rubs his tongue over the area where the bone is, it’s very sharp – he says it feels like he’s touching something he’s not supposed to be touching!
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