long island for a year

I know it's not Thanksgiving yet, but I have to smile every time I look at this drawing Carlotta did yesterday; turkeys are a  tiny bit strange, but frogs are...well, mutations. Carlotta is learning about tadpoles, caterpillars and metamorphosis ("Mom, can you say that?Meta - mmorphosiss!") and she is concentrated on teeth - that explains the big smiles.

I am very bad at counting, very bad in sticking to plans and schedules, in a word...busy mom of two kids. We had a quite intense week, even though we didn't do unusual things. Bastian is very active, which means he tries to walk along any walls, or just crawls away to be found in the most inappropriate places of the house, so whatever I am doing there are interruptions and lot of running around involved. It's fun, but it always seems there is no way to finish what one begins. The weather was also kind of crazy lately, one day you needed to wear just a sweat-shirt, the next day you needed a winter coat, so we had to plan our activities accordingly. Yesterday was a wonderful day, one of those that makes you want to walk along the beach and collect pebbles - how many did I collect in the last months I don't know - but the wind was so strong that in the end I decided to just have a walk in Port Jefferson, which is one of the nicest towns on the North Shore, with a harbor and so...

There is a strange tricky monster in my mind, which makes me seek things western if I am in Far East and makes me seek things eastern if I am on the western side of the world - but it is a matter of definition where east and west are, right? Me, Carlotta and little Bastian made it to the Hyogo Museum and stared at a lot of art-works. When I say "stared" I really mean it, since the title of the exhibition was "Visual deception" it took some time before you could figure out what was real and what just illusion. I was incredibly captured by a work of Patrick Hughes , displaying one of my favorite cities...