We loaded up the car in Connecticut and drove back on Saturday. Luggage, two cats, two cat carriers, and all of their stuff, which we brought up in plastic bins. Poseidon knew what those were about. When the bins appeared, he knew he was ready to travel.
For the entirety of the drive back, they told us about the great time they had at my in-laws. Meow this, meow that.
While we were enjoying our visit in Connecticut, it was snowing here on the inner coastal plain — where the heavy land and the green sands meet. We had six inches or so. When we got off the highway, the surface streets looked like this.
And the neighborhood looked untouched. But it only looked that way, one of our neighbors cleans the road for us. Handy, helpful guy. He makes the roads passable, which is more than the county does.
Had to guess at where the driveway is. And then had to guess where the turn in the driveway is. At least the pear tree helped us find the right hook.
So we shoveled. It was cold. Never got warmer, despite the shoveling. Just stayed cold. We dug out around the new tire tracks, decided the rest will melt by Wednesday, and went inside.
The cats settled themselves in just fine. Phoebe got right back to her observation post.
Poseidon, of course, jumped on everything, immediately.
If the idea of all of that snow is discomforting, let’s go back to Cozumel!
No! Really! Let’s go back. It’s warm there. And you can take your time and enjoy the staghorn coral formations.
Also, they have the The stoplight parrotfish (Sparisoma viride).
And blue sponges!
And juvenile stoplight parrotfish!
And the yellowtail snapper! Which isn’t that rare! You can see it from Massachusetts to Brazil! But see it in Cozumel!
This is brief, because, having spent an afternoon prepping, I have to go to class now. Time to shape minds once more.
