New York

Caleb and I were both impressed approaching New York city from the north how few houses or suburbs there are. Very green looking all around until you are really in Westchester, and then it's still fairly green with trees and parks and the beautiful Hudson river which is a short walk from Jo and Sean's (my brother) house and can be seen from their tri-level backyard. Dobb's Ferry is a really great little town. They have a sweet location on Main street too. Visited Cynthia (Caleb's cousin) and David down by Harlem, which is no longer a bad locale either. Being in Manhattan doesn't hurt. Today was the first time we've awoken in the same bed two mornings in a row in a while having been on the road from Nova Scotia which was rather intense, through a hurricane, which had lost its real force, and narrowly escaping the tornado warning behind us in New Hampshire. We stayed in St. John in New Brunswick and Portsmouth in New Hampshire which both appeared to be amazing towns by water, St. John's being by the Bay of Fundy with the huge tides, and the reversing river, but we didn't stay long enough to really appreciate their finer points. Tomorrow, I believe we will head for Michigan unless we need an extra night of New York in which case we will go stay with Cynthia. This is yet to be determined. The children are currently catching up on much needed sleep. They are busy this summer growing mostly and were able to play with their cousins Lina and Susan yesterday which was a real treat, while we dined on delivered Peruvian, Chinese, Carribean food with those yummy Plantains that I love so much, thanks to Cynthia and David.
I think what they say about the bald eagles coming back must be true because I saw more of them this year even than in the past in Canada. I even saw one in New Brunswick really close to the border so maybe it is true that they have them in the U.S. too?? I have friends that swear it's so, but their eagles are attracted to ceremony, for spiritual reasons. Does anyone see them here just hanging out? I have seen more owls since Sofie was born than I've seen in my entire life. The first one I ever saw in nature was at Peaks Pike when I was pregnant with her, and since then I've seen them everywhere. Maybe I'm just looking up more. My chiropractor has been telling me I ought to for years.