Wednesday, June 4

Last night I went to bed so early, but it didn't work so well. My grandfather went away and left his german shephard, JB. I got up a couple times to let him out. The sleep daze was lovely though, and the light from outside creeping in. This morning there are backhoes and dump trucks on the beach across the river, probably repairing the dunes.

They planted a new tree this morning in front of the Village Hall. It is small, not much taller than Babs, but it will be easier for whomever to put the lights on in winter. I'll be able to look back and remember when they planted this tree, and tell my grandkids so they can roll their eyes and wish I would just shut up and drink my whiskey.

Elizabeth and I are trying to talk to Mom more.

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