Transition line

Dear Readers,

This Blog is finished. I am leaving it up until I learn
 how to -- and do --  turn it into a book.
The next Blog-of-my-life is at cornucopiatwo.blogspot.com.
Come and see.

Sara

Christmas at 84 Riverview segues into Spring.
 It will, it really will.

This Blog has been brought to a conclusion, as complete.  With great imagination, I have named its successor "Cornucopia II", at the same address. Thanks to all of you who have been reading my musings. Come and see what's next!

Cast loose and MOVE!!!

Daughter Leah sorting the art collection.

The author, fixing a ceiling.

Wayne Lehman, removing one
of several truck loads of junk.

Fixing up the barn and house to sell.

Daughter Rachel helping move
belongings to new surroundings.

Add a realtor's lock box, gulp.

House sold, moving day.

My last night in my house.
Slept in attic, watched The Muppet
Movie to make it a party.

RAV4 loaded to the gills.

Last view from the deck.

Ready for a new family to move in.

A wonderful era in my life has closed, with the sale of my property in Maine. But a wonderful new era has been opening up with Roy. The change feels like the incremental adjustments of earth's tectonic plates, only without the earthquakes.

The Margaret Flint Project

Good authors should not be allowed to slip into oblivion.  This includes my grandmother, Margaret Flint. Several of her grandchildren have conspired to republish her prize-winning first novel, The Old Ashburn Place, in the 21st century format:  e-book.

It is available online for $2.99, through Istoria Books --http://www.istoriabooks.com/

Or, if you have a Kindle, you can order straight from Amazon at:
http://www.amazon.com/THE-OLD-ASHBURN-PLACE-ebook/dp/B005OTEB3E/ref=sr_1_1?m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&ie=UTF8&qid=1316895100&sr=1-1

Or, if you're a Nook reader, you can go the the Barnes & Noble site at:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-old-ashburn-place-margaret-flint/1105869990

Why would you want to buy it? Because you like a good story, with believable characters working out their lives in a fully delineated social and natural setting. Give it a try.

Provincetown Window Shopping

Our weekend on Cape Cod netted a catch of stories. One such features off-beat window shopping. The norm for Cape shopping is low-rise, cape-style stores with delightfully traditional wares. But a high-spirited funkiness springs forth here and there, most notably in Provincetown, way out on the tip of the peninsula. As follows:

Rubber duckies for sale in --
it had to be -- Provincetown.

Keeping with the pervasive
nautical theme . . .

Piles of dried starfish
to catch a tourist's eye.

Not the norm for Cape Cod dressing.
Still in (you guessed it?) Provincetown.

Pink and blue pedicabs to cart
tourists around the town.

Gift shops galore. This one is blatant
"Git yer souvenirs, and git them here."

We were there on summer's
downswing, as the shopkeepers
were getting ready to hibernate.

Provincetown has its standard fare shops.

We opted to enjoy this one from the
sidewalk. A tell-tale aroma warned us off.

We did cast a few dollars into the local
economy. Here is Roy in the shop
that sold everything, buying a set of
breakfast china that once fed travelers
on now-defunct airlines.

We really enjoyed our afternoon in this quite literally 'way out tourist mecca.