our house

Originally uploaded by stayin' sucka free

is a very very very fine house..with two cats in the yard

well, not actually in the yard; they're house cats. but it goes with the song. artistic license, people.

today was the end of a quick but very nice weekend with lenore; the president, his parents, and vladimir putin, along with a bajillion diplomats, tourists, media and protestors are all just down the road in town.

for the past few days we've had the president's chopper, a couple of military choppers, and various motorcades of police cars drive by and fly over our house; apparently we're in the flight path.

it's kind of exciting, living in such a sleepy little town that has suddenly awakened with all this pomp and circumstance blaring out from every corner; one little clam shack has a sign out that reads 'kennebunkport is 'putin' on the ritz'

and as much as gwb is not my favorite person *at all*, i thought about how great it is that i'm raising my daughter in what has to be one of the safest towns in the country, what with bush and family summering here. this weekend was certainly the weekend to be on your best behavior if you were a 'person of interest', that's fo shizzle.

anyhoo, my post wasn't about politics.. lenore and i were playing frisbee, and i remembered that one morning on my way out of the driveway i saw roses growing in the hedgerow alongside it. and i brought her over to see them, because they're sort of nestled into all these vines and multitudes of other flowers that i couldn't possibly name, other than the morning glories that were also out of arm's reach but within sight.

the little brook that runs under our driveway has the little white flowers (pictured), daisies, and these flowers that look like queen anne's lace, but are a purplish color, and have a sweet scent to them.

all sorts of lovely nature that envelops us. as much as i have loved some of the more 'civilized' places i've lived, i wouldn't give up where we are now for the world. i do believe that my crisp salty air-laden foggy mornings, the smell of sweet clover on the drive to work, and the *silence* and deepest clear night sky are the things i cannot be without, and this place has them all.

lenore loves it here. she says it every day. i tend to agree. :)