Rain, rain
July 9th 2009 Drizzle never stopped a dog from having to take his morning walk. Yesterday, at 5:30, Sargent began banging his head on the hotel room door. Very effective way to get us up. So we got up, bundled up and trudged out to the square above the harbor. It’s a beautiful place where normally you can see the sailboats and lobster boats sitting on their moorings, the sun coming up over the entrance.
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