Fun weekend with Golf and a Pig Roast!


Friday morning we set out for a woodsy and hilly golf course in New Hampshire with David and Cindy. Very humid and hot in the sun, so glad to have the shade of many trees, where it was quite pleasant. Not great golf, but a nice time and pretty course. Afterward a nice lunch at Black Forest Cafe and Bakery....I always say I play for lunch!


Unfortunately, I didn't take any photos!!  Slipping! 



On Saturday, we were pleased to be invited to Chris's friend Jeremy's annual pig roast. A first for me, and I was curious to see it done, and yet a bit freaked out by the sight once I did!  Jer's mother was later seen walking around and chewing on what appeared to be an ear!  His parents had hosted a roast for many years, and Jeremy and his wife picked up the tradition. I can check that one off!  The forecasted rain never materialized, and though it was humid, the young ones especially enjoyed the bounce house and pool and live band. Quite an event!

Firing up the pit, which Jeremy built himself, just for these events. 



a heavy load!
We met Chris's friend Will, who dwarfs him. Big guy!

Jeremy and his helpers do the carving.




It was fun to visit Jeremy's garage, where he always has some work in progress on his ever changing collection of sports cars.  I love the little blue one! Turns out he is selling it, but Clem wouldn't but it for me! 










A warm day, often steamy, and it was nice to have the shade of the tent to eat.  We sat across from the parents of one of Jeremy and Chris's friends, and found him especially very entertaining, chuckling at his own remarks! 

Lunch at winery, then canasta in the coach during the rain


The owner of the Nashoba Valley Winery started making fruit wines in a warehouse in Concord, and moved and expanded the operation to the hills here, where he grows some grapes.  The addition of the restaurant in an old house on the property, as well as outdoor concerts adds to the charm. 
How many meals have we shared??  Long time friends David and Cindy enjoying a lovely lunch with us, one of probably thousands of meals together over the years. 



Then back to the coach as the rains started, and we went in for a bit of afternoon canasta! 

 I had a meal I had prepared at home in the freezer, so I thawed it, and Chris called and came by , and the five of us had a nice dinner and visit!  A lovely day! 

The Freedom Ride and a movie make a nice day.

Weather has been on and off rainy, and we decided to take the enclosed trolley for the Liberty Ride, starting in Lexington, and going to Concord passing historic sights and narrated by a colonial costumed guide.  Though we have visited probably most of these places in the past, and toured the buildings, I thought it would be neat to hear what they had to say, and perhaps learn a little more. 

While we did learn some additional facts about the Revolution, the guide had a French accent, and was sometimes hard to understand, and sometimes stammered, and had absolutely no personality!  So many of the reviews raved about the guide and how they brought history alive, I was very disappointed to have ended up with her!  The trolley itself also just sort of passed by everything except the Old North Bridge, which we have visited countless times, and it would have been better to get a closer look.  But all in all it was OK, and we enjoyed the ride. 

The road all along the center of town was part of the Battle Road, so the militia and the British soldiers marched right through the center of town, and one man is said to have been injured during a skirmish on the green , and crawled to his doorstep, where he died in his wife's arms. 





The first war memorial erected on the green in honor of the war, and though the guide did not say it, I assume it is where the old belfry stood, where the bell was rung to warn that the "regulars" were coming.

She did clear that up, saying everyone was British, so they would not have said " the British are coming."









The stone structure in the rear along the Battle Road shows the place where Paul Revere was captured that night on his ride.


The home where Abigail Adams grew up. 
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The Wayside, home to several authors at different times, including Louisa May Alcott and  Henry W. Longfellow. 

The Alcottt House, where Lousia May wrote "Little Women", from the room above the front door.  Her father started a school for Transcendentalism in the building on the left,  and it was attended by Longfellow and Thoreau, and  other notables of the time. ( Odd....I cropped this photo before importing, but it came out full size! ) (fix later!)



The building to the left of the Alcott house , called the Chapel, as it appeared when Mr Alcott, shown below, started his school for Transcendentalism. 

  


 Old North Bridge, where fighting caused Longfellow to write, "the shot heard round the world".  Today it is believed Lexington was actually the place of  first shots fired. 

The British soldiers who fell, unless they were officers, were shown little regard, and were buried where they died, rather than being transported back to Boston and home. 

A Minuteman statue at the bridge, depicting a farmer with his musket, ready to drop his farm equipment and rush to battle on a moments call, hence their name. 



Not the original bridge,  but the Old North Bridge rebuilt in its original location.It was apparently flat in those days, but  now is arched to allow boaters passage beneath.  





Wright Tavern  in Concord, where ammunition for the war was stored until it was buried and moved to prevent the British from stealing it. 


We had never visited Beckman Tavern in Lexington, so at the end of the trolley tour, we decided to check it out. The taverns played an integral part of the battle, and this one has  what is probably the most important tap room in the country located inside.  Here the colonials met and waited for the British to arrive, discussing the battle, and waiting for the bell to ring to alert them that they were coming.  



The tap room


April 18 of every year is Patriot's Day, and the battle is reenacted, and the Minutemen march down the center of the street in Concord, past this tavern.  
"on the 18th of April, in '75, hardly a man is now alive, who remembers that fateful day and year....."

It all happened right here, and it is so neat to retrace the steps of such a significant part of our history. 


Back home, I made one of Clem's favorite dishes, sausage and peppers, for dinner, and we went to see Mama Mia!  Here We Go Again! 

Had tried to get tickets the previous evening and it was sold out!  Neat new luxury theater
right up the road, and a great movie!  We could have watched it again! 




Rainy Sunday and an Escape Room!

Morning prep of one of Chris's favorite dishes for a rainy day. 

Fun solving the puzzles with the family and Emma's boyfriend to get out of the room.....we did it!! 

The game was located in a huge recreation  complex that blew us away! Bowling, trampoline, arcades.....even axe throwing!! 


They all wanted to go to a restaurant, (some picky eaters in the group!),  so the casserole I made in the morning will wait for another day. Afraid Clem and I did eat two of the cupcakes I had frozen at home and thawed for dinner, though! Their loss! 

Finally, the Isabella Stewart Gardener Museum!


We have enjoyed a couple of days of wonderful weather, with chilly nights and early mornings, and beautiful days of warm sunshine and low humidity.  Clem has played golf, I have walked and had a lunch date, read and relaxed, and met Chris and family for some nice dinners and visits.  

Saturday the kids were occupied, and it was another glorious day, but we took advantage of little traffic going into the city and went to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, which has been on my list for many years!  We had offered to take Emma and a friend, but she seems undecided, as she was last year, and I really didn’t want to miss it again.  

We went in early enough to get a place to park, then walked around the Fenmore neighborhood, where we discovered the Massachusetts College of Art and Design, with multiple buildings covering a large part of the pleasant area.  Tree lined streets, and green spaces, including one of Frederick Law Olmsteads “emerald necklace” of parks linked by parkways and waterways in Boston and Brookline.  I thought  it  would be neat if Emma decided to follow her artistic talent here, and  took several photos to share with her. 




Law abiding geese, crossing in the cross walk!


Oops....a little J walking after all! Cars just stop for them!



We made it back to the museum and were very surprised to find a line of people waiting to get in!   The doors finally opened and we made our way into the modern glass addition to the original brick building that was created by Gardner to house her vast collection of art.  


We went upstairs first to view the special sarcophogus, which was very interesting, but I couldn’t wait to get into what they call “the Palace.”   The building was designed by Isabella to resemble a Venetian Palace, and has three floors for display , and a fourth floor that served as her apartment when she was in residence.   

She inherited her fathers’  fortune when he passed, and she collected great works of art on her extensive travels  with her husband.  Eccentric and avant garde, often shocking the Boston society, she oversaw the construction of the building, and arranged all the art work to her own aesthetic, and left it with the stipulation that nothing be rearranged.  The museum is the sight of the high profile heist of 1990 where 13 works worth 500 million dollars were stolen, and never recovered, and several empty frames remain where the thieves cut out the canvases.  






The walkway all around the courtyard, with rooms full of art work. 





The building and its glass domed courtyard, the first of its kind, are beautiful, and many people seemed more intent on taking photos of themselves and loved ones in the beautiful surroundings.  There is a lot of art, and initially it seems haphazardly arranged, until you listen to the audio tour and find out why she arranged things as she did, and then it starts to make sense, and often brings a chuckle! 


We took a break after the first floor and had a nice lunch at the outdoor area of the cafe , which was very pleasant.  




The two additional floors had the more significant works of art, arranged in rooms to reflect the theme.  Rembrandt, Botticelli, Vermeer, and other well known names appeared in these rooms, with more to see than the mind can take in, and we could have spent many, many hours, had we investigated each and every item, painting, furniture, and tapestry.  As it was, we were there most of the day, and left tired and ready to go back, rather than any further exploring, which I had initally thought we might do while we were in the city.  It was a very interesting experience, and left us with even more questions about the woman and the heist, which of course I researched sitting under the trees when we returned.  
The rooms themselves are beautiful, with arching windows looking
down on the courtyard. 

The tapestry room

Portrait of Isabella 



View looking down on courtyard from one of the upstairs rooms

Empty frames from still missing paintings

Rembrandt self portrait, which hung across the wall from the empty frames!



another empty frame

Of special interest in this case of silver sculptures, is the
Ostrich, whose body holds an actual ostrich egg. 


This painting of Christ carrying the cross was her favorite, and
she often put a vase of flowers in front of it, and
the museum carries on the tradition. 

painting by artist Titian, for whom this room is named.  Cherub in bottom left of painting
is mirrored by Isabella's positioning of  the cherub on the table below. 


A Botticelli, with the veil so fine, I had to look closely to see it. 

Chapel where on every birthday, a mass is performed for Isabella. 

Large  74x32 portrait of Isabella done by her friend, John Singer Sargent.






When we left, they were still lined up to come in!

We did manage to stop for a Kimball’s ice cream down the road before returning to the coach!  
The original Kimball's, a far cry from the huge complex  it is now!




Sas all cozy in "his" corner of the bed.