We're all slung low around here. Alfie left yesterday to face what turned out to be a miserable ride home. Thea and Lucy got in a scuffle, and now Thea is miserable and limping. This morning Callum's pink eye returned with a vengeance. What is up with that?

On Alfie's last night we went to dinner on the water. We've lived near the ocean for over ten years now, on both the east coast and the west. Sometimes I can't believe my luck. Night's like this make me most grateful to be living here.

We had a view of an osprey nest from the table...

and gin and tonics and martinis on the table.

All my peeps (human and canine) seem to need my attention now, so I'll catch you kids later.