*sniff* They Get Big So Quick

How bittersweet, the last day of a four day weekend.

Today Jen and I will hit Starzzzz, our fav breakfast joint, and take a tiny, frozen walk on Nantasket. Later, Cindy and Giovanni (late of Sarteano, Tuscany — now residing in gorgeous, rural, mid-state Vermont) will be by for tea and more chilled beach strolling. In between, if I’ve enough materials on hand, I’ll stretch a new BIG canvas. This is for an idea that’s been percolating for awhile. Hell’s, I even made a small preliminary painted sketch for it (smart idea that I NEVER do). No, I’m not telling what this’ll be but I WILL post the results once done. I’m psyched!

I mentioned in some earlier post that this time of year is wickedly rife with anniversaries.

• This is the weekend when I rolled into Boston 34 years ago.
• My first coupla brain fry ups were at around this time of year (and possibly the last big ‘un though I can’t recall precisely when that one went down, apart from it being ten years ago this year). 
• I started this very blog on Thanksgiving weekend three years ago. *sniff* they get big so quick! (not unlike black holes, eh?)

The Green Miles & TAB in Cambridge

And we’re just about up to the day when, 11 years ago, The Amazing Bob, Jen, Oni, Erin, PJ and I all moved down here to Valhalla by the Sea.

It was December 3rd of 2003. We woke on Move Morning to an early snow (and ice) storm. Jen and I packed up my ancient Volvo wagon with paintings, pots, other breakables and the two cats (Thelma who’s still with us and Rosie who’s gone on to the Elysian Catnip Fields) and slid, shimmied and skidded our way down 93, away from Spring Street in Cambridge for the last time.  Erin and the menfolk (sounds like a doo-wop band don’t it?) stayed behind to guide the movers, clean and such. All of our hearts were full — sad at leaving our cozy, hippy city digs but mega psyched to be moving into our very own semi/demi commune by the sea.

That, at right, is our first Christmas tree. When we brought it home, this beast wasn’t even as tall as me. Now, well, he’s a tall, happy, chubby thing.

Beautiful. *sniff* they get big so quick!