Sunday, September 25, 2016

Day 9.259: Exile #2's Sunday Column #144

Exile #2 writes...

Exile #3 has been waiting with great anticipation for sweater weather to arrive. However, on the first official day of fall this past week, shorts and t-shirt were still definitely in order. This weekend, it has begun to seem more plausibly autumnal and tonight, there is even a weather warning for frost in parts of Maine. Of course, for Exile #3 (who is part lizard) that means we are already past sweater weather and needing an extra layer on top.


Arriving with the fall, is the cold and snuffle season. Exile #3 is just done with one and E5N1 is lining up to take the next shift. Exile #1 is considering shutting himself in a hermetically sealed room until his marathon next Sunday. If you need me, I will be in the grocery store buying face masks, bulk packets of tissues, and Emergen-C.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Day 9.258: Littlejohn Island Preserve

We had a very nice outing to Littlejohn Island today where we walked the mile and a half or so of trails at Littlejohn Island Preserve and spent some time on the rocks on the shore.

The island is reached across a causeway from Cousins Island which in turn has a bridge from the mainland (in the town of Yarmouth) near where the midpoint of my out-and-back marathon is next weekend.

Here are some pictures  from the trails:


and some from the rocky shore (amazing number of shells seemingly sorted into categories by some fiendish ocean magic:


A few more photos with some explanation from top to bottom:

We were happy to find a parking space since there are only four and they are quite clear that there are no other options (although "Welcome! Enjoy" if you find a spot!). I was amused that one of the two intersections we had to navigate on Littlejohn Island was the intersection of Littlejohn Road and Littlejohn Road (yes really!) - I guess navigation isn't a big issue on a small island!

I was happy to see this Eastern Phoebe (even though we regularly see one in our back yard) - this one was quite obliging when it came to modeling today!

I don't know why the girls decided to carry each other - but they did it well! The last photo is a tree that must have had a thick vine tightly coiled around it that someone had removed (much to the tree's benefit I'm sure - but producing a very strange effect):

Friday, September 23, 2016

Day 9.257: Crying on the Marley

It was the first Open Marley night of the (school) year tonight and we were treated to some modern and tap courtesy of the dance teachers, a bit of E5N1's robot, some marvelous solos from a visiting dancer and choreographer from Brazil (read more about his visit here).

We also saw the debut performance of Exile #3's dance to Melanie Martinez's song Cry Baby (she used this clean edit) that she has been working on during the summer. Here she is crying on the dance floor:

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Day 9.256: And now he'll peek at you

E5N1 wanted to be sure I saw his latest creation when I got back from my run on Sunday - so he left it just inside the front door. There I found Pikachu peeking at me.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Day 9.255: As Nashville as it got...

My visit to Nashville was short and business-y. These were the exceptions:

1) The - previously mentioned - guitar themed artwork in my hotel room:
2) The hot fried chicken (half a chicken in two pieces, deep fried and coated in hot sauce) I had for dinner (three of us ordered it - only I came close to finishing - thanks marathon training!).

3) This store in the airport and the airport announcements about cool things to do in Nashville done by famous country music stars (and other celebrities quite possibly - how would I know?):

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Day 9.254: Early riser

I'm often up early in the morning. Usually it's running that gets me out of bed. Today, it was a flight home from Tennessee. After take off from Nashville, there were some lovely sunrise views:


But a few minutes later, some other views caught my eye:



Valleys filled with cloud - sometimes just tracing the path of a river, sometimes forming large networks:



It was quite diverting for quite a while.

Monday, September 19, 2016

Day 9.253: Guitars everywhere

I flew into Nashville International Airport earlier today with a hundred or so other people and at least four guitars (maybe more). I haven't seen much of Nashville or heard any live music but even my hotel room - in a chain hotel, well outside of the city has guitar-themed artwork.