My grandfather's great-grandfather was a NJ sea captain with the extraordinary name of Fountain Jones. He was born in 1809 and died in 1903 at the age of 94. In the mid-19th century, he built this house--which is now a lovely tea shop--in Tuckerton, NJ, which at the time was known as Clamtown. Apprently the Captain had amassed a considerable fortune, since his house was quite a bit more upscale than the dwellings of his neighbors. The trim around the peaks of the roof are maritime themed to advertise to passers-by Fountain's relationship to the sea.
18 June 2007
14 June 2007
thursday afternoon
Today was a much deserved day off. Since the fifty-degree temperatures were decidedly un-Junish, I built a fire out of oak logs to ward off the chill. I spent the afternoon sipping tea and knitting up my first batch of handspun, spindle spun with the merino roving I brought home from the Sheep Show in May.
Ahh...relaxation.
09 June 2007
give me your tired...
On Thursday, we took our students on a class trip to New York City. The day began when we arrived at the train stop at 5:30 am and ended when we crawled into our cars to drag ourselves back home at 10:10 pm. We took two trains in each direction and spent a good part of the day prowling downtown Manhattan on top of a double decker tour bus. We had a boat ride around New York Harbor to check out the bridges, Ellis Island, and the Statue of Liberty. What an experience dragging 22 special needs teens--3 of them in wheelchairs--around Times Square during rush hour! Everyone made it home safe and sound, and we all had to be back in school bright and early the next day.
05 June 2007
the boys
The boys were very stubborn about posing for a picture to send to their little pal Ian in Alaska. Although the photo doesn't convey this, Percy is definitely poised for flight. He fears the fiendish flash. If not for Rupert's steadying influence, he'd be deep in the maze for sure.
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