Today, as I was cleaning up the kitchen and Kevin was outside cleaning out the boat, I heard a cry. At first I thought he’d hurt his back again, but the “Honey, can you come here?” didn’t seem to be infused with that note of excruciating pain. I walked outside. “You’ve got to see this,” [...]

Jonah or rock crab? After whether we should send more troops to Afghanistan, that seems to be the question of the hour. Rick weighed in on the last post, agreeing with my husband. He claimed authoritatively that our crabs were the Atlantic rock crab, otherwise known as the peekytoe. Since there’s argument about whether a [...]

I’ve lived on the Cape a year and a half now, and the question I’ve asked more than any other (with the possible exception of “What am I doing here?”) is “What is this?” There are variations on this question, like “What on earth is this?” and “What the hell is this?” My husband has [...]