By Hermine Hull - 508-693-2525 - firstname.lastname@example.org
The wind was howling this morning when I awoke, snow flurries racing past our bedroom window. And it was really cold.
Not that anything slowed down our two puppies. Tallulah and Murphy seem to be permanently connected in some manner or another. The funniest to watch is when they find a stick they both want - more accurately a branch, actually, as the object often measures four or five feet across. I called the dogs the other night and they came racing around the side of the house, both faces inches apart, mouths around a branch they had found. It looked unbelievably silly and I laughed out loud, as I have found myself doing a lot of lately, constantly amused by their antics. They run at top speed, a golden blur, around the yard, neck ruffs in each other's mouths, then collapse for a rest on the living room floor.
We are working on discipline and manners, but frankly, we are enjoying the energy of the two young playmates in the house. Ginny Jones stopped by the other evening and commented on the over-exuberant welcome she received at the door, a euphemism for lunging and jumping. Murphy does sit, but he has trouble with stay. Anyway, I guess we do need to call Karen Ogden for some training.
A taste of spring came early to the crowd at the library last Tuesday night when Chris Wiley gave a lecture on plant propagation. She had all the pots, seeds, leaves, and soil arranged in the Reference Room and the place smelled wonderful. I didn't know that Chris had been a biology teacher in another life, pre-Vineyard Gardens. She was an engaging and knowledgeable lecturer. We all went home with our six-packs of lettuce seeds and perennial divisions, now sprouting and thriving on kitchen windowsills around town. Later in the week, I saw Cynthia Riggs, on her way home with a car full of supplies and packs of seeds. She was inspired and planned to start many different things in anticipation of her summer garden.
I have been fascinated watching the progress of a Hellebore budding and blooming in my yard. It has set forth a huge chartreuse green spike of flowers, a little like an orchid. Hellebores seem to be the rage in the garden magazines lately and I am smitten by their variety and early blooming habits. Ruth Kirchmeier gave me a division from her garden a couple of years ago that has made a mound of leathery, filigreed leaves, but no blooms yet. It will be pink. I bought a couple last summer, among them the chartreuse-blooming one I am currently admiring every time I walk out to my car.
Linda and Glenn Hearn had company this weekend, their daughter Laura and her old shepherd, Wren. Undaunted by the cold weather, Linda, Laura, and Wren enjoyed being outdoors; Wren even indulged in a swim during one of her walks down to Tiasquam Cove.
Sara Bonneau was here from Barrington, R.I., with her son, Sean, for a visit with her parents, Mike and Karen Colaneri. Sean, now a year-old toddler, kept everybody busy.
If you are looking for something to do Sunday night, the MV Film Society will host their First Annual Oscar Party at the Mansion House, beginning at 7:30 pm. They promise an evening of "star-gazing, wine-tasting, desserts, and movie lore." Come in fancy dress or even in your pajamas, if you prefer. It sounds like a fun evening for movie fans.
Al Mentzel will be at home celebrating his birthday that night. Al and Hallie's daughter Andrea was here last week. Their son Tony will be flying in today, and their other daughter, Nina, will arrive this Friday. Happy birthday, Al, with much love.
Henry Bassett accompanied his grandfather, Bob Wasserman, to breakfast at the airport Sunday morning. Henry was spending the weekend with his grandparents while his parents went to New York City. The guys took themselves out for breakfast so that Suzie could get some extra sleep at home.
The weather will continue cold and sunny through the week, so bundle up and get outside. Have a good week.