Diary 141

Thursday, August 6th

Today was expedition day, and we went to see some dear friends in Westport, MA. There we were treated to an absolutely splendid lobster roll (do you detect that this is something we track down whenever we can?) as well as delightful company overlooking a very lovely stretch of water. All social distancing was respected. At times such as this, though, I do wonder why we live in the city.

We also stuck our toes in the water. We’d forgotten our bathing suits and didn’t want to run into the waves butt naked, for fear of astonishing the locals.

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