Best Friends

The ibises.

A favorite climbing tree.

The past week has been a fun, lazy week.  I saw many of my high school friends, and it was so much fun.  We even had a sleepover, only this time it included some rum punch and margaritas in addition to the blow up mattress and bagels the next morning.  I think it was my favorite night of the whole summer.   I also went to see Inception with my parents which is by far the best movie I've seen in a very long time, and it was the subject of our whole dinner conversation.  In the evening today I went on the dock with my Mamma.  I don't think I'll ever stop being amazed by my own back yard.  A fiddler crab on the hammock managed to scuttle to the tip of the hammock, then all the way up the long chain to the piling to get away from us and we saw some ibises eating in our neighbor's yard (it was one of those unusually high tides tonight) and I picked up some bottles floating around in the marsh.  I also finished reading The Art of Travel and have a passage I would like to share with y'all that embodies the living for love philosophy.  This is what the artist John Ruskin told his pupils upon completing a course in drawing:

"Now, remember gentlemen, that I have not been trying to teach you to draw, only to see.  Two men are walking through Clare Market.  One of them comes out at the other end not a bit wiser than when he went in; the other notices a bit of parsley hanging over the edge of  a butter-woman's basket, and carries away with him images of beauty which in the course of his daily work he incorporates with it for many a day.  I want you to see things like these."