Musings

As I did several months ago, JCB recently received a juror summons. He was in group 3, so we thought he might have to appear, and was to call in last night to find out if he had to show up downtown today. No groups were called, he found out, and he got to sleep in.

I was gonna try something about “barking up the wrong tree,” but…pfft, I couldn’t make it sing, rock, or rumble in any pleasant way.

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We saw the Looming Peach in SC, and definitely felt we were closing in on GA and home while miles were still ahead of us.

Coming into metro, we weathered a traffic jam, ho hum. We found our (OUR!) gardenias beginning to bloom, so: yay!

We missed an earthquake yesterday…hopefully, there aren’t more tremors coming. It’s 63°F and precipitating, so welcome home on the weather front, too.

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We braved Boston traffic to visit the Big Dig. Here’s the tunnel entrance. The tunnel is named for Thomas P. “Tip” O’Neill, Jr.

Here’s the bridge after the tunnel, named for Leonard P. Zakim and crossing the Charles River. Both the bridge and tunnel opened in 2003, northbound in late March and southbound in late December.

We stopped at the Canterbury Rest Area in NH. This clearly must be functional.

This, however, is art. I don’t know what the wood/tree is, and neither did the attendant.

Several miles later, we went through Franconia notch. The clouds sat on the highway, and we had no cell service. I have no idea how I’d make a phone-booth call these day. The oddest thing about the notch highway: it was interstate but only one lane each way, not from construction—that’s how it’s made. Neither of us could remember being on one- not two-lane interstate anywhere.

After lunch up the street, we walked around part of St Johnsbury. Here’s the depot, now a welcome center.

They’ve kept the Boston & Maine seats.

We made a quick stop at John’s college radio station, now an independent entity as the college is…well, defunct. John says he’s slept in this room. On the left out of this frame, was a photograph of a friend of John’s who is recently deceased, with some kind words honoring him. John was quite excited because he took the photo and also printed it.

Our B&B is an old farmhouse, renovated, on top of a hill. We were welcomed by goats and the proprietress. This goat has a horn and a stub.

See our fabulous room-with-a-view. very comfy and I can hear the peepers even though the windows are closed. It’s all of 57°F out.

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Pope’s dead; RIP. Let’s do spring cleaning. [Actually, the cleaning was planned late last week.] BTW, knee pads make floor cleaning much less painful.

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Over last week and the weekend we binge-watched “The Residence,” which we thoroughly enjoyed…and recommend. Tonight, we tried the first episode of “The Mountain Detective,” which took us to terrain (French Alps) we haven’t visited…interesting, and worth seeing another episode…a plan for tomorrow.

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I looked behind me soon after I left the house on my dawn-ish walk and I saw the sun had almost arrived.

I rounded a couple of corners, tromp tromp, and I saw the almost-up sun illuminating the firehouse floor.

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Here’s a most useful souvenir from our trip. We cut many snacks—fruit, cheese, bread, sausages…mmm. And it’s still useful now that we’re back home. [BTW, that’s a large reddish.]

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We headed out for weekend grocs, and found four emergency vehicles in front of TJs—two fire trucks, one ambulance, and one SUV. We entered the store, but didn’t see any evidence of what the crisis had been.

So, we shopped, paid, and left.

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The other week I got a jury summons, or more precisely, a qualified summons. In our county, you call a number the night before your day, and a recorded voice says which groups are to appear the next day, and which are dismissed. My group was dismissed.

Now, I believe in jury duty and I have twice been chosen, but I was glad this time around to not have to go downtown, and perhaps wait around and not be chosen, or be chosen and have to show up for multiple days…well, there are many permutations. Instead, I woke up and yawned and didn’t have to rush around and head to the courthouse metal detector by 8:30am.

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I think I’m relapsing on adjusting to the time change, but only partly. I awaken “normal,” and fall asleep “late.”

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