Joyce Series I

Provincetown in the Sun

2 Years

Today means 2 years of being married to Xavier.
What a ride. I am still alive.

Oh how I love you, Xavier.

Beach Extravaganza

We took a bikeride to a very special beach. It is best if you look at the photos.




















John and Stephen performing. John has seashells for eyes.

The Whale

A whale washed up on the shore in Provincetown. So, naturally, since it was big news here in this beach-y community, one of the first things we did here was go to see the whale carcass. I can say without equivocation that 'carcass' is what we saw. Local Provincetown folks had been working for a few days to get that guy chopped up and off the beach. The smell was overpowering. Rotten fumes. Rotten whale fumes. I got up close and touched lots of parts of the whale, blubbery as I expected, but the roof of its mouth was squishy, which was completely unexpected. It was a baleen whale, with baleen teeth. See:

Provincetown, MA

I'm at the very tip of Cape Cod with Stephen (my brother), John and two lovely friends: Diane and Karin. We are at John's house in Provincetown. Dreamy. If it seems that I am perpetually on vacation...well, I guess that I am. I don't know how this happened exactly, but I intend to take full advantage of the concept...hee hee.


John's house.


Back in the USA. I like this version a lot.


Stephen and me.


John.


Karin.


Diane.


We took the ferry from Boston.


Arrived in Provincetown.


Made dinner.


Ate dinner.


Breakfast.




My rock collection.


A lantern.


Bowl of eggs.


John's lamp #1.


John's lamp #2.


Ahh.


Last night's rainbow.