Moonscape, or seashell sitting in the sun?
The smell of beach roses is the smell of summer.
LOBSTER ROLL. This is from Arnold's Lobster and Clam Bar in Eastham, where we also played our first family game of mini golf.
We also visited the Edward Gorey House in Yarmouth. It was delightfully weird.
I'm so glad my children got to be exposed to Gorey's oddness and oddities. The author & artist lived from 1925-2000, and he purchased this house in 1979, moving there a few years later. He had a fantastic imagination and was a true eccentric.
Our kids were given a Gashlycrumb Tinies Scavenger Hunt to amuse them on their visit.
My daughter did a great job finding evidence of each of the 26 children's untimely demises (here a bottle of lye on a windowsill, there a box of tacks on a mantelpiece).
We saw Gorey's raccoon fur coat (one of them), which he stopped wearing later in his life because of his devotion to causes of animal welfare. In his will he established a charitable trust for animals, and specified that it include not only the usual cuddly animals, but also bats and invertebrates.
In Gorey's kitchen Dracula is right next to Craig Claiborne.
The last waffle of the millennium (presumably from December 31, 1999) is preserved on the kitchen wall.
The fantod, a figure sewn and stuffed by Gorey, can be arranged into any letter of the alphabet.
Gorey liked to collect things, like large clanking rings, cheese graters, potato mashers, and thousands and thousands of books.
He also liked to have a lot of cats around--preferably 6, as he said 7 cats was too many.
The Doubtful Guest is out on the lawn.
1 comment:
omg. surely the Doubtful Guesr should be playing *croquet*, not golf!
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