Boston

We had a lovely trip to vacation. I wouldn't call it relaxing or restful, because we packed in so many activities. My very favorite was Plimoth Plantation. It was a wonderful place. We went to an early morning "Breakfast with the Animals" and learned about their quest to keep the integrity of the breeds of animals that you would have seen in 1627. Grace fed a bottle to a lamb and fed grain to the goats and threw hay on top of a little lean-to that the goats climb on. We learned that the animals would have roamed free on the streets and if you wanted them to stay out of your yard/garden, it was your own responsibility to erect a fence. Not the owner of the animal's responsibility to keep the animal out.

Grace's literature mentioned a baby named Oceanus Hopkins, born on the Mayflower. What it neglected to tell us, and what we did not discover until we questioned his "mother", was that he did not survive the first winter. Grace was horrified. We also met a little boy about 7 or 8 years old, who is an interpreter of Peregrine White, the first baby born in Plymouth. I was trying to get him to tell us about games that children played and he wasn't answering me satisfactorily. I was persistent and Terry told me to stop harassing the poor kid. :) I think "Peregrine" was relieved when I finally left him alone!!!!!

There was definite drama but it had nothing to do with me while we were visiting so that was a treat.

Now we're back in our routine at home, taking the days as they come. Tomorrow is the first day of fall, which is quite insignificant in Florida except that the weather tends to stay in the high 80's rather than the low 90's.