Once we counted 55 white-tailed deer in the field. There’s one less now, taken by Ted (Susan’s father) hunting with a bow.

This fourth-grade wigwam project is cause for celebration. This is the first father-son carpentry project in the new workshop. It’s been a long time since they built the winning Pinewood Derby car for Cub Scouts back in Rhinecliff. (Susan frets about sawdust in a Passive House carpentry shop but Chris swears to vacuum.) Lily decided that she wanted to build a wigwam, too. She’s using the drill press to make 16 holes for twigs.

In our old house, a framed wedding invitation hung on the wall. Maybe I would have gotten the date right if it still did. Like almost everything else we own, it has been in storage for a year and a half. Our wedding anniversary was September 26th. Chris looked puzzled when I insisted it was today, the 28th. My mother had the proof on her piano, amid the family photos. Above is the scanned evidence.