Roadtrip: 95 North

Miles of highways, drinking iced lattes, eating cherries, 80's hits on the radio.  The dog napping in the back seat, me snapping pictures with my phone.  All the best pictures are on Instagram. 

We dropped off the Lab in Connecticut where she spent the week with 2 cocker spaniels, swimming in the Sound and barking at a pin dropping.  Cocker spaniels= noisy excitement.

Off to the Cape with the two of us to stay with 3 white dogs, my ( why doesn't she have her own blog) friend Susan, who dined us, let us read for hours, dished up a granola I liked better than my own, poured my lemon syrup recipe into tall glasses of sparkling water, drove us to get the "best" lobster roll ( a pound and a half of meat on a toasted bun, oh my god) and the "best" ice cream made with fresh cantaloupe.  Her lamb kebobs were also voted "best" on the Cape by us.

She and her husband live on an airpark.  GG hitched a ride in his plane.

I documented.

We beached ( is that a verb?) shopped, slept, picked our own vegetables at a local farm ,got pedicures for ourselves and a haircut for the the little ones.

No wonder I was unplugged all week.

Now we're back.  GG's back to work and I'm back to the laundry.  And back to blogging.  

I'll be by to visit shortly.  Missed you all.  Wish you were there.

Wish we were still there.  Thank you Susan and Jerry.  Love you Alfie, MacTavish and Mutley.

xo Jane