Hanging Out In Old Greenwich, CT

May 7, 2010

Mishy investigates the roots

When we arrived in Old Greenwich, CT, we had just missed a major storm that hit the town a week earlier. The house we were staying in was one of the casualties. A large tree just outside the front door fell down. It fell onto the road and to a neighbor’s property on the other side of the road. Luckily, it fell down that way. Otherwise, our dear friend would of had a hole in her roof and we wouldn’t have had a place to stay at. Mishy found the evidence of the disaster intriguing and loved to be told the story of the tree that fell down. Babba made a song for her, which she has memorized: The wind was blowing. The rain was pouring. The storm was raging. And a big wind came and blew the tree down and the tree went – boom!

Kitty among the roots

Kitty enjoying the sun and falling petals

When we went on our trip around the world, Mishy missed our cat, Kitty. This time, we promised her we would take her with us. Kitty ensured the mice would stay away. For a ten year old cat, she still has the fight in her. A neighbor’s cat, whom Mishy and Babba named, Grey Cat, was incredibly territorial about our friend’s house. Once in a while, we hear our cat yelling. Luckily, we know when she is yelling, she isn’t hurt and calling for back-up. Mishy loved having Kitty’s back.

Investigating a petal.

Spring blooms

Babba giving Mishy a ride.

We loved having a front yard. A whole space to ourselves. In Santa Monica, where we are based, we share the back yard space and it really is a privilege to be able to go out into the yard whenever you feel like it and also have such easy access to it. I hope one day we can have this on a continual basis.

Flossing Babba's teeth.

Giving Babba a mission to blow bubbles and then on to her own business.

The house is a rustic late 19th century house – three bedrooms, three bathrooms, on two floors. It was so different having so much space to ourselves. We normally live in a one bedroom. At first, it was daunting and then we appreciated the luxury of space. It certainly was comfortable. Too bad it wasn’t closer to the city.

At the park behind the abandoned City Hall

Another problem with Old Greenwich, if you have children, is that it is really difficult finding a park with a playground that has swings in it. We finally found one behind the former City Hall. It turns out in Old Greenwich, everyone has their own swing set and trampoline in their back yard. Most days, we had the playground to ourselves. Actually, all the days I went with Mishy, we had the playground to ourselves. She didn’t mind.

On her horse and Babba standing guard

Running the trail of cushions

There were a couple of days where Mishy and I didn’t venture out. That’s when we decided to use all the cushions and pillows from the sofas to have a jumping, running, crawling, rolling, and anything you can think of trail. In Santa Monica, our furniture is in the modernist style which means not comfortable. The furniture in the house in Old Greenwich, you can sleep on and have a good night’s rest. When Babba came home, he joined us.

Preparing for the path of jumps

Mishy telling Babba about her day.

Babba and Mishy chillin'

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