Years brushed away.

Today is a very sad day, for the painters are there painting the kitchen walls. Not that this is a cause for melancholy, for they badly need refreshing. No, it is rather the one section of wall tucked away by the back door that at a given moment today will be covered with new paint. And under that coat will remain seven years of pencilled height measurements - never to be seen again. I've heard of this happening to other families, but this is the first time in my home that cherished memories will be removed by a brush-stroke. And the last - for I think that we've all stopped growing.

And speaking of signs...

A number of large, lurid crosswalk signs have appeared on Main Street, Bridgehampton, each one marking - yes, the four crosswalks. They seem to have appeared overnight, which is highly unlikely as highway workers do nothing at night except sleep. Needless to say their sudden arrival is quite a talking point on account of they being totally out of keeping with the rest of the permitted signage. To put up any sign in this designated historical district one has to have it assessed and approved various regulatory bodies, and that's no mean feat. Even the traditional (and corporate) "The Episcopal Church Welcomes You" was deemed by the Town Board to be unacceptable. So what of these bright yellow intrusions? Ah, they're New York State signs, this being a State Highway. That explains everything. I'm willing to bet that they didn't have to consult local authorities before adding insult to prevent injury.

A Sign of the Times?

Seen at the Bridgehampton K-Mart store this week...

An early, short reminder.