Provincetown, Cape Cod.

Provincetown for the weekend (the holiday weekend, as Xavier kept pointing out - he would say Happy Halloween to everyone in the days leading up the event and wish everyone a good holiday weekend as if it were Christmas or Thanksgiving. That's the spirit - I was impressed). As usual, John Derian and his lovely abode were the cat's pajamas = couldn't have been better.



Here is John modeling one of the many masks he had on hand for the holiday weekend. He looks great. Sort of like a certain fat lady.



Johnsons together again.



Frenchman smelling the holiday berries. (I made him do it).



This was our chamber (as I said, cat's pajamas). We played dress up with the coverlet - Xavier was the bride. Don't be mad, John.



And our view.



And our trinkets. (They were part of the wedding too).

These were our activities:



1. Swimming in the October Atlantic Ocean, what a thrill.



2. Swinging on the most enchantingly placed swings - above emerald grass and next to the ocean. (It turns out they were actually someone's very private property, que sera sera).



3. Shopping.



4. Beach walking. (The turban was baffling to us too).









5. Seal sighting (the video version is way better).



6. Pie baking. (Stephen only).



7. Farmer's market hunting. Friends: Tom and Mary.









8. Fire gazing - in both directions.



9. Relishing.