It was a beautiful day today, and the boy and I took advantage of it by taking a Porsche ramble. This involves getting in the Porsche and going for a drive to nowhere in particular. It had been months since I'd had the car out, and it didn't want to start at first. I had to bring the other car into the garage and give it a jump start before it would go.
We drove back and forth across the river several times before our meandering took us to the local community farm, where we walked around looking at the animals. We saw two cows, a sheep, the bunnies, the chickens, and a grey puppy.
A nice ramble.
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About this Blog
This is a blog about living in the Boston suburbs, about cars, and about being really, really tall.
The car stuff and the tall stuff used to live in their own blogs, but now it's all here.
The car stuff and the tall stuff used to live in their own blogs, but now it's all here.
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Fifty years old, 205cm tall, self-absorbed, you get the picture. Contact me.
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