I’ve been back from Peterborough for a few days now, but I’m just now getting around to posting.Â More on why in a moment, but first, a recap on the weekend: Thursday, I left Montpelier and headed to my parents house, where I collected Freya before proceeding down to Peterborough.Â It was really great seeing my cousins again, and I know Freya had an absolute ball playing with the other dogs all weekend.Â As seems to be tradition, we all packed off to the Peterborough Players on Friday night, where we saw a rather pleasant rendition of Shakespeare’s Winter’s Tale. Saturday was spent mostly in the annual meeting, which I think went well, especially considering how much material we had to cover.Â After all that wrapped up, we joined the larger Morison clan for a barbeque up by the pond, followed by dessert at the Brick House (which I think is technically called Highland Terrace, but we’ve always called it the brick house).Â These were all highly extended cousins (3rd cousins?Â 4th?), so I hadn’t really ever had much of an opportunity to get to know many of them, a fact I was happily able to remedy at least a little.Â To any of you who might be now reading the blog: “Hi!”
Dessert at the brick house was interesting; despite the family connection to the house, this was only the second time in memory that I’ve been inside it.Â It’s really quite swank, and the murals inside were spectacular.Â I ended up asking one of the older generation about it, and found out that they were painted by a fellow named Otto E. Farhm, back in the 1930s.Â Otto had recently immigrated to the US, and set up shop as a house painter in the Peterborough area, but had previously been trained as a painter by the Norwegian Royal Academy of Arts.Â When this was discovered, he was quickly commissioned to do murals in several rooms, which have largely survived into the modern day with only a little retouching.Â Really neat stuff.
Sunday was quite a bit quieter, spending most of the morning preparing for a reception to be held at the Yellow House after the interment service of great uncle Bill.Â The interment itself was subdued and tasteful, his urn buried in the family plot beside his wife Abby.Â I departed directly from there.Â I hope everyone enjoyed the reception after, however.
Overall, it was a really good weekend, but tiring, and there was more than one occasion where I was about “people’d” out and ready to go hide in a darkened room for a while.Â Maybe it’s just a passing thing, but I have found that my capacity for socialization has dwindled markedly in the past year.Â Prepping myself to become a hermit, it seems like.
As for what’s kept me from posting this sooner: I’ve been in the process of packing up all my worldly belongings in order to move… somewhere.Â Still not entirely sure where, yet.Â For now, my belongings are going into my parents house, until I figure out where I’m going next (and how I’m going to afford such).Â I started packing boxes and moving them down last week, and have continued to do so this week.Â I’ve been keeping it pretty mellow, basically filling the back seat of my car each day and taking it down.Â I’m going to probably need to rent a van for a day when the time comes, however, in order to move my furniture.
Of course, given my somewhat scattered nature, I let myself get distracted yesterday afternoon looking at web related foo for several projects I’m either actively or tentatively working on.Â Which of course led to me deciding it was high time to actually update Critical Games to use my logo (illustration by Erica Henderson, logo implementation by Nabil Maynard), which I’ve been using on my business cards for months.Â (And yes, I’m well aware of the humor over the fact that I have business cards for a business that is currently not much more than a name and an idea.)Â Please, check out the new design and let me know what you think.