Ahoy, mateys! Life continues to be rich and booty-ful in the Miser family. Today, we celebrate a toned-down version of Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Feast yer eyes on our piratical crew, with pirates of yore, pirates grown in stature, pirates marauding, scurvy dogs who do NOT like wearing hats, and pirates at golf courses. Avast! Shiver me timbers!
Speaking of shivering, fall arrived with a hearty yo-heave-ho this weekend, and summer seems to have walked the plank. Earlier in the week, we'd managed to get outside for walks, for runs, and for protests. My guy went to, I think, three protests in one day. I'm not as protest-prolific; with I-daughter, I went to a Black Lives Matters march on our campus, with hundreds of students and other masked marchers spread carefully apart, but no less animated.
That's me, in my cat whisker mask on a rock, and below is part of the crowd -- it was hard to take the picture of everyone. Did I mention we were all spread out?
In these trying times, it's good to think more about peace than piracy. (Even though pirate costumes are fun for everyone except the dogs). So I leave you this video. just under 4 minutes). I-daughter is on the left, in the second row.
We come together, even in times when it's hard to come together. And that's a tiny bit of news from our family, which continues to mutiny against tyrants, and which is rich in our adventures. May you and yours stay safe.
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