My league's final hockey tournament is this weekend.
Here is a picture of me putting on my goalie equipment. There is a lot of it. It takes me 20 minutes to put it on if I don't have any help.
So far we have won all of our games.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
I ate some really good spaghetti last night. I also had some ravioli. (Also squid, even though that's not local.)
The spaghetti sauce was made with really good tomatoes.
I love tomatoes, especially when they're fresh and they're from Massachusetts.
This post is part of Loving Local, a blogathon hosted by my Aunt Tinky at In Our Grandmothers' Kitchens. She is typing this for me because I'm tired. To donate money to farmers markets in Massachusetts, click here.
Posted by Tinky at 5:44 PM
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
The dam is freezing cold because the water comes from the top of the mountains--or hills as they call them here. It is not like a pool. But the swimming is awesome. I can pick up rocks. I see small fish. I see tadpoles then frogs.
The dam is noisy. But not with city noise. I hear rushing water from the brook coming into the dam and the small waterfall of water going over the rocks. It is like a pond or lake. I hear lots of toads. I hear the wind shaking the leaves of the trees. I hear birds. I hear crickets.
And I hear my dog Truffle.
When I jump into the water, my dog Truffle gets scared. She shivers. She whimpers. Then she jumps into the water and swims after me. I'm on my inner tube and she jumps onto it and I fall into the cold water laughing.
Posted by Tinky at 5:29 PM