Valerie and I went for a walk in
state park this morning. She enjoyed identifying the plants and dogs. She found a little first year mullein and a tall yellow spiked second year mullein growing next to each other. And a young chocolate lab and a black shepherd and a huge female bull mastiff who lay down on her foot. There were many different colored dragonflies and blue damselflies and small brown sparrows taking dust baths on the road ahead of us.
The right front tire of the prius was flat so Valerie took if off and got it fixed.
The yucca plant next to the driveway had grown stalks and today it blossomed. Last year it didn't.
Drove down to New London, Connecticut, where I used to live. Walked from the park at Williams street down Broad and State to the city pier, and back.
Windy and cooler today. Went for a long sail this morning. Only capsized twice and slid off once. The crash boat from the town beach where some kids are getting sailing lessons came over and asked if I needed any help. I said no thank you. I may have looked like I did since the boat blew over again after I righted it before I could get on, but I was on again before they finished circling upwind to get close enough to talk to me.
Pulling up some of the fine crop of grass growing in the herb garden, I turned up some medium sized brown beetles that scurried around and quickly reburied themselves. The chives and the second year parsley were the only things growing profusely, but now they are turning brown. There are some little red bulbs growing on the stalks of the garlic plants, and a few small green tomatoes. It was probably the rabbit that ate most of the basil leaves. And I seem to have knocked down the cilantro when I was watering it.
Went for a long canoe ride while the others were out. There was little wind. A small sailboat at the far end of the lake with someone lying down in the end, his feet up, watching the sunset. A few groups of people on their docks. A man squatting on one dock watching a child turning around in silvery streamers waving in the breeze. Back on our dock, a thin sliver of moon visible above the horizon in the darkening sky.
After several years of trying, a squirrel finally figured out how to get to the bird feeder. I think she jumps from the top the kitchen bay window.
Things start to happen. Fluid is leaking. Regular contractions haven't started yet. The doctor is called. Valerie deflates the birth ball and duct tapes the inflater together. Judy catches up on some last minute work. They are digging a new septic system next door, outside the computer room window. Ken herds everyone out the door. They are off to the hospital.
They come back home. Things should be happening soon, but not quite yet.
Still waiting here. They went to the hospital for monitoring and everything was fine. Then they came home.
Judy's contractions started getting more organized at one a.m. They left for the hospital at six thirty.
Ken left a message I couldn't understand, but I think he said there was a girl and a boy.
Judy, Ken and Valerie announce the birth of
7/21/02, 10:53am 5 lbs 10 oz
7/21/02, 11:08am 7 lbs 14 oz
Judy and the twins are fine but will in the hospital another day or two.
I saw the squirrel jump from the ledge at the bottom of the porch window up to the bird feeder. It took several tries.
Omar said one of the babies should have been named Bartholomew.
Jocelyn is in a nearby hospital recovering from neonatal jaudice. So three poeple are taking care one baby, the less fussy one, and have me running errands and are trying to figure out how to get someone else to help. Lots of people have offered, but most have kids of their own.
The babies are doing well and gaining back weight. People are beginning to catch up on their sleep. A different person has been over each night to help out. Becky brought three very good vegan salads.
The sailboat broke, but I fixed it with some string and went sailing this morning. A damsel fly hitched a ride part of the way. Didn't do my tai chi until evening.