2024-11-10

sovay: (Silver: against blue)
So [personal profile] selkie needed the Atlantic and whole-bellied clams and Revere Beach was right there.

A voice to sing this aloud. )

And then we drove home via Route 1 and collected [personal profile] spatch and [personal profile] rushthatspeaks and barbecue from Blue Ribbon and I had dinner with my mother and both of my husbands and the mother of my godchild and time seems to have lasted several days more than usual, which is as a flying visit should be. Because we have to get up at stupid o'clock for the train, of course we stayed up talking.
sovay: (Rotwang)
The migratory [personal profile] selkie has returned to her southern waters. No one seemed to be checking tickets on the platform, so I estimate I could have made it as far as Back Bay, but instead I just saw her off at the door of her train in mid-century style. It turns out I don't approve of roofing over the tracks of South Station, which makes the entire experience much more Penn Station-like than ideal, even if the high-rise has been decades in the planning. I was sent photographic evidence of a mare's-tail sky, glimpses of the Atlantic off the Northeast Corridor which was such a familiar route of my life for years. It was good to have so much of my family in the same place. A shipping fortune still wouldn't go amiss.
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