Another lovely lady leaves Albany

Our friend Becca has moved on from the Albany Knit Wits, to South America. Perhaps she can start an international chapter?
We will miss her a lot, on Wednesdays, and at the hootenannies at the house.
Laura and Angela got her a parasol for the trip.
The hardcore knitting crew: Aracelis, Becca, Melissa, Laura, Anne.
While the rest of the crew drowned their sorrows, Joe instead got some lovin' from the Rev.

Excitement on Lark Street

On Sunday afternoon, a loud boom was heard round Center Square, so we went to investigate.
It burned for about 30 minutes...
The poor dry cleaning business must have stunk!
Then they went up...
And put it out.

Pretty people

Random shots of our loved ones.
Laura using the e-ticket window on her way to Seattle!
Angela with her boarding pass (Melissa went to the airport with them to get used to planes).
Harith and Prince Caspian people watching on the stoop.
Molly in a weird smokey haze outside of DeJohns.

Ciaran's First Birthday Redux

Anne took pictures from Ciaran's birthday party last month when my camera was in Connecticut getting fixed, and she just got her pictures back!


Ciaran and Kyle on the dock.
The ladies swam in the lake.
The boys canoed.

Melissa walking Ciaran down the road. He just started walking on his own last week!

Our little camera came home again

The camera is back! And fixed!!! At some point we'll finish the roll from the throwaway camera that documented the pretty eggplants from our garden and our trip to Saratoga (and my $11.50 winnings!), but in the meantime, here are some pictures of last weekend.

Day One in New Paltz, Joe went to a wedding in the mountains, and Tess and Melissa met up in Poughkeepsie with the Mansfields, and then headed back to town.
We then came up to Albany, to see the Kamikaze Hearts at Lark Tavern. Laura came, and Harith was wearing one of his Bean for Mayor campaign shirts.

Trying to inspire the not-bopping-along crowd, Laura and Melissa danced and dipped.
Next morning, in leiu of venturing down to Long Island, we met Liz and Joe's dad in New Paltz. We went to Huguenot Street (here we're investigating a well).
Jason joined us, pointing out his favorite sign on the country's oldest street.
Joe and Liz, loitering by the die Pfalz sign.
Jason attempted to capture the moment for Laura and Melissa, but after several tries, just gave up.

Mince!

For those of you who don't know, 'mince' is what little old men in France say when they are annoyed, dissapointed, or put out. It's kinda like 'shucks' or 'gosh darn it!'

And we say, "MINCE!" because our camera has come home, and could not focus. So it is back in Connecticut, getting fixed. They promise it will be back on August 16. If it isn't, Melissa isn't going to be the most popular girl in the mall.

We've been keeping busy and enjoying our summer. Our basil plant has supplied us with very tasty dinners, and the eggplants have grown into lovely purple orbs. We've eaten two... and there are four more left!

Melissa dropped off most of her crafty bags at a new consignment art gallery in Troy, called the Kismet Gallery, on the corner of Broadway and 4th.

This weekend we went to Glens Falls to the Hyde Collection, to look at dozens of photographs by Edward Weston, one of Joseph's favorites. Then we wandered by the Old Fashioned Typewriter Museum, and headed south, to the Saratoga Race Track. It was really hard to be there without our little camera, but we took regular pictures with Molly as we placed our bets and watched the horses.

So despite photographic evidence, we are doing well in Albany. Hopefully you will see our smiling faces soon.