My friend Liz and I went to Cape May, NJ, this weekend. A lovely customer of mine lent us her house. She warned us that we'd probably need to wash sheets when we got there. However, when we got there there were no sheets or towels to be washed. We hightailed it back to Cape May Courthouse which is just north of town and found a Home Goods and got what we needed. (The towels were great--soft and absorbent--and I could use some new towels, but the fitted sheet didn't fit. I improvised.)
The weather was supposed to turn lousy, but it never did. We didn't see a lot of birds--disappointing that. But we saw lots of dolphins and a couple of huge (100+) flights of cormorants.
The trip home was "eventful". We'd gone in Liz's car which is 15 years old but only has 67,000 miles. There was a piece of something loose on the front which broke off on the Garden State Parkway and shredded the rear driver-side tire. Then the donut tire which the service guy put on for us went flat and we got towed to a PepBoys in Hazlet. Much waiting and a trip to an Italian restaurant with patrons from a sociological group with which we were unfamiliar, and a new tire was installed. We made it home without much more ado other than a slow trip through the Lincoln Tunnel.
The cute alpaca shown here was from an alpaca farm in Cape May. They have about 23 boys, girls and babies. Alpacas is adorable! I love this dude's haircut. These people also refer in their literature to the "alpaca lifestyle", something I'm still trying to understand. Their fleece is very soft though. I bought some yarn there. So what else is new?
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- Phoebe
- I am a drop-out from the corporate world--mostly the financial services industry where I practiced the black art of human resources management. (Remember Catbert from the Dilbert cartoons?) Now I sell products to backyard birdwatchers. I have a two cats, Nicholas and Nora Nick is my furry delight--wise, brave, silly, loving and incredibly soft. He is a celebrity in my store and gets much more attention than I do. As he should. Nora is our not-quite-kitten in residence. She is a trouble-maker and a million laughs. She climbs up to the ductwork 13 feet up. She rolls in all the birdbaths. She's sweet as can be. I have a house in the woods in Kent, CT, that is my refuge. It's also a refuge for bears, raccoons, coyotes, bats, birds and other creatures.
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