Friday - On My Own

While Scott took the kids to a playgroup, I stayed home and did some cleaning. I can't help myself and they like it when I do it anyway.... Then I went to town after awhile and stopped into different businesses. While in the pharmacy, I called Scott to see if there was anything he needed and he told me to go to their soda fountain and order the vanilla malt; that they were great. I did just that and thoroughly enjoyed myself.








I met a lady who runs an art gallery who told me to go out on the small island she lives on - Cannon Island - because the relative visiting her quit counting at 87 eagles that she saw sitting in trees. The herring are spawning apparently.... She told me to go out on the private land just across from Price Street and that if anyone stopped me to say, "Ruth said I could come out here!" i
I was driving, so you have to trust me that I saw many eagles swooping around. I bet there are many all over the place. First picture is the view from the island. It is an island that has a road going to it. You know, a causeway.