Clare and Irwin, with Stella. Clare is originally from Co. Tyrone, Ireland but has been living in London for twenty years. Clare was more interested in my photographing Stella, her large Irish Setter, but I talked her into letting me photograph her (and her husband, Irwin, whom she beckoned from down the street, on the phone with a business call. "But you're on vacation." "Yeah, I know."). Clare, Irwin and Stella are on the island for five weeks.
I also ran into my Green Avenue neighbors - Justin and Stefanie and their four daughters who are here for the week at the Marchese house: Kaelah, Marabel, Lucy, and Neve. It's been fun having kids in the neighborhood. There are times, between my grandkids and the neighbor children, when my yard looks and sounds like a school yard, with swinging, running, screaming, digging in the dirt; all the things children ought to be doing, somewhat of an aberration among the pristine and perfectly landscaped and mostly child-free Edgartown yards.
Mike is back in town, holding court on Main Street. Tonight's selections included Ring Them Bells (that he learned from me on my porch last week), and Lord, Won't You Buy Me a Mercedes Benz.
