The home life of Henry W. Longfellow. Reminisce...
Scott LordScott Lord
This photo I like: it is the frontpiece from the 1891 edition of the complete works of Longfellow published by Riverside Press and Houghton Mifflin and titled The Old Clock on the Stairs and lists it as a photogravure.
This afternoon Donna and I walked past the "museum" and I told her I was looking for the rabbit that we had seen the last time we were there. By the fence, one of the rabbits was feeding and came towards us, the other following behind from under the bushes a little later.
The architecture on Lowell Street in Cambridge is beautiful. While walking in Rockport, I had found a side street named Granite Street that eventually led to Front Beach, so this time, I turned down Lowell Street, thinking it would lead to Brattle Street, which it does in fact, luckily. She mentioned that I had intentionally gotten us lost in Rockport and I replied that I always get to where we are going. But she was very good about the actual detour and my asking if we could try what seemed to be a good way to go.
Our evening last night was very romantic so I have little time tonight to blog about our attending the Park Street Church last Sunday or our last week haved stopped into Marsh Chapel to allow her to pray, during which I asked the organist what the piece of music had been while she had been sitting in the church alone, to which he replied, "Oh, I wrote that last night.".
Romantic in that our conversation was left off on the topic of her orgasming and I'm waiting to re-begin it.
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