Whoopee! The Red Sox won the World Series!
For the second time in four years, the Red Sox have won the World Series. What a baseball season this has been. The Red Sox have been in first place all season, then won the playoffs in spectacular games, and have now swept the Rockies to win the Series. Wow! I hate the thought of the long baseball drought till spring training begins, but this has been amazing. I love baseball.
Between the Series, the Derby, and hunting season, everyone around town is dragging. There was no one at Sunday morning breakfast when Mike and I arrived and we were finishing up around 9 am as other regulars began straggling in.
Jim and Marcy Carroll brought their daughter, Sylvia, and some wonderful stories of Jim's hunting exploits with his friend, Brian Athearn. There will be ducks and a goose each at their winter tables.
Reid MacPherson was home for the weekend from his first semester at Mass College of Art. He was at breakfast with his mom Betsy, brother Ross, and grandfather Bill Honey.
Debbie Phillips is getting ready for her trip to Columbus, Ohio, where she will lead the national launch of "Women on Fire" beginning Nov. 2. Debbie was at breakfast with her husband, Rob Berkley.
Elizabeth Cummings surprised us, showing up with her family. They are here from Atlanta visiting her parents, Bruce and Myrna.
Several regulars just decided to sleep in after a late night.
There are lots of birthdays to celebrate. Sarah Dexter, whose birthday was actually Oct. 19, celebrated later than usual this year. Her family was hosting an eighth grade English exchange student, so the birthday dinner was put on hold. The traditional roast beef dinner was held at the home of Sarah's parents, Debby and Eric Magnuson. "Happy Birthday" also to Ben Saunders, George French, and Coco Brown on Nov. 1, Norma Salop and Brian Ruddick on Nov. 4, and Pat Waring on Nov. 6.
Sadly, I also have to report the passing of Cathy Mathiesen last week. It was always a treat to see Cathy, and I will miss her graciousness, her creativity, and her genuine goodness. My condolences to the Mathiesen family.
Library trustees had a busy week last week. The director and several members of the board and staff of the Massachusetts Board of Library Commissioners (MBLC), with Cindy Roach and Cheryl Bryan of SEMLS (Southeastern Massachusetts Library System - our region) came to the Island last Wednesday to host a seminar at the Oak Bluffs Library. Linda Hearn, Leslie Baker, Dan Waters, and I attended from our Board, with Director Beth Kramer.
On Friday, Beth, Linda, and I made the 6 am boat to join a tour of newly-constructed or renovated small libraries. We met at the Boxborough Library, quite similar in design to ours, where we began the tour, which also included Maynard, Merrimac, and Georgetown libraries. Trustees, friends, and directors from across the state (including David Blackburn and Tom Durawa from Edgartown) were assembled. Anne Larsen, the MBLC staff person in charge of these building projects, led the tour.
Both occasions provided a wealth of information (as libraries are supposed to do) and an opportunity to meet and speak with people from other towns. It was helpful to learn about the opportunities and services available to us from the state and the region, especially for the newer trustees. The MBLC's services are excellent and ever increasing. Anne Larsen gave us all a critical analysis of the four buildings we visited, from site planning to the layouts and materials of the structures themselves, as well as a sense of criteria for looking critically at a project. She will be visiting the West Tisbury library on Tuesday to meet with Beth, who is really looking forward to their conversation.
I felt I had no sooner fallen asleep after Saturday night's ball game than I heard Murphy barking at something outside. I trudged downstairs, cursing all the way, hoping he hadn't awoken Mike as well. Our bedside clock read 3 am. There was no way I was going to let him or Tallulah out at 3 am, especially since they had both been skunked recently in similar circumstances. (A footnote on that later.) Our backyard was bathed in moonlight, the full moon barely to the west overhead. It illuminated the foliage on the burning bush and patches of light on the lawn. It would have made the most beautiful painting, separated into basically two flattened values and colors, a composition of abstractly patterned brushstrokes. The dark was a purple-blue and the light a grayed-out chartreuse. A more devoted, or insomniac, artist than I would have set up her easel on the spot, but I went back to bed.
My latest miracle remedy for deodorizing skunked dogs:
Williams Sonoma makes a dishwashing soap that totally got rid of the smell. I bought a bottle of it at their discount store in Wrentham and hope that doesn't mean it was discontinued. It is "White Tea and Rose" with essential oils. It's deliciously potent. I did use the vinegar rinse after washing the dogs with this, but more from habit than necessity. I recommend this soap to anyone going to Wrentham in the near future. Buy a case and share with all your friends.