<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 06:31:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Keeping track of Miriam</title><description/><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/index.htm</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-343133903235048609</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 02:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-31T20:13:10.563-07:00</atom:updated><title>Arty arternoon</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, an outing at last! She took me out to do art this afternoon. We learned about Polaroid Transfers. What fun! You take an image of a slide using a special Polaroid machine and then transfer the partly processed emulsion onto paper or fabric or somesuch to make a pretty groovy picture. Robyn used to do this with some of her amazing travel slides from around the world, and Miriam brought some </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/arty-arternoon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-540583128624951709</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-31T15:10:09.134-07:00</atom:updated><title>Spring is sprung</title><atom:summary type='text'>Something she really loves about the USA is that they stick to the proper dates for the change of season. For example, Spring starts the day after the March equinox. Not on the first of the month!

She hates this thing that's happened in Australia where we start Autumn on 1st of March and Spring on 1st of September. It wasn't always this way. When she was in primary school, the seasons started on</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/spring-is-sprung.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-7849597779404414267</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-31T15:21:52.621-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Breakwater</title><atom:summary type='text'>The Breakwater is a long rocky wall that stretches across from the bottom end of Commercial Street across to Long Point. Yesterday she went for a walk across there - it's a great adventure... she checks the tides and then heads down there when the time is right; walks across the wall and then onto the other side. The last few times she's done it, it's been the other end of winter - with the town </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/breakwater.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-3267005914740131807</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-30T22:24:35.357-07:00</atom:updated><title>breakwater 360 degrees</title><atom:summary type='text'>Words coming later... but here's a 360 degree shot  taken from halfway across the breakwater at the end of Commercial Street that goes out to Long Point. 
</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/breakwater-360-degrees.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-785193934129065714</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 05:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-29T22:17:31.011-07:00</atom:updated><title>Comments now anonymous</title><atom:summary type='text'>Hello!  MZ has just changed the settings so you can post comments anonymously to the blog, without needing a google account...  Hooray!</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/comments-now-anonymous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-2105755797359993024</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-29T21:28:44.196-07:00</atom:updated><title>A little ray of sunshine...</title><atom:summary type='text'> Amazing eh! This is the picture she took in the sunshine, from the deck. Looks like a different place to the grey view a couple of days ago!


It may have been sunny today but the wind chill was vicious. Three hours of walking in the Beech Forest cleared the cobwebs...
She saw dunes:











And the Pilgrim Monument from a distance:















And Race Point and Provincetown Airport (</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/little-ray-of-sunshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-6891890992523250198</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-29T16:22:31.794-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lorraine's &amp; Jim's</title><atom:summary type='text'>

Lorraine's is a mexican restaurant that stays open in the off season and what a blessing that is! A slightly overcast night, the end of the week, and that's where we went! Margaritas! Chilli! Yaay! And yes, she took me, because... of course... there were going to be glasses for me to hang off and you know how much I love that. Love love love it! Not!

And then we went to Jim's where Easter </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/lorraines-jims.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-544328827592901336</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-29T15:52:10.345-07:00</atom:updated><title>Jane's for dinner</title><atom:summary type='text'>We went to Jane's for dinner. She showed us the crocuses that had come out just today - they're some of the crocuses that Ewa bought a few years ago to plant around town in memory of Robyn... They close up at night but I took a good look at them anyway!


</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/janes-for-dinner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-8515644733169131546</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T11:10:36.920-07:00</atom:updated><title>Lunch and Extreme Sports</title><atom:summary type='text'>
The best cure for not enough sleep - keep doing interesting things that don't require long periods of concentration. Lunch qualifies, particularly if you are peckish, which she was. I, on the other hand, just wanted a martini. She's been talking and thinking martini for weeks. So she's having lunch and ordering iced tea (!) and i just can't stay away from the martini menu.

Jim shared his lunch </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/lunch-and-extreme-sports.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-6357506309582411528</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T11:14:22.864-07:00</atom:updated><title>Home sweet home</title><atom:summary type='text'>








The condo she stays in at Provincetown has a new bathroom. Noice. And the view from the deck is as good as it ever was. She took this shot with her phone. Late in the day. It's a teeny bit dark.

But still...

Update: She can now download from the camera... here's the condo from the outside...









</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/home-sweet-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-2488425113900174040</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T07:04:13.232-07:00</atom:updated><title>"I'm sorry"  &amp; "You should be"</title><atom:summary type='text'>Ok, so her bag weighs 21.89 kg according to the check in scales. It's not got much in it but the bag itelf probably weighs a couple of kilos with its metal frame and wheely mechanism.

The flight to Provincetown from Boston was great. A cold day but not freezing. Hardly any wind. A bit of sunshine... a 7-seater plane that had 7 people in it. You feel like you're really flying in those things. </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/im-sorry-you-should-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-2739435148519707662</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-29T21:53:00.490-07:00</atom:updated><title>Here we are again</title><atom:summary type='text'>The wind is blowing outside her bedroom window. She's propped up in bed typing at 4:00 am. Yup, folks, it's jet lag. But today is a free day and it's raining outside, so yippee! A little bit of walkies planned later to find cable so that photos can be downloaded from camera (she always forgets something) and also to head into the Beech Forest and take some more pictures. Which will be uploaded </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/here-we-are-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-5558915419405468406</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-24T01:27:02.237-07:00</atom:updated><title>The last straw</title><atom:summary type='text'>See that? That's me on my side, in the garden, neglected. That's a shot she took yesterday. Today I'm resting on top of a pile of stuff (there's no other word for it) in the big red thing she fills up, zips and takes on trips to Provincetown with her.

I gather we're going again. It's been a while so it's probably time. Oh Joy. 14 hours in a sock to Los Angeles. And then a flight to the East </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2008/03/last-straw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-1786738703973948462</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-27T12:33:09.884-08:00</atom:updated><title>Race Point Beach...</title><atom:summary type='text'>The weather here has been amazing. She keeps going for walks without a coat and even sometimes without a jumper. Like yesterday. Race Point Beach... This is what she saw...
Even though it's the off-season, lots of people still use the beaches. In weather like this, there's always somebody out here, walking along the shore, often bending down to investigate shells or pebbles along the waterline. </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/race-point-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-1735393175316457761</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-27T12:03:07.803-08:00</atom:updated><title>The miracle of mobile phones</title><atom:summary type='text'>She bought a new mobile phone a while ago, with some fancy new features... In desperation one night, while needing to connect to the Internet but unable to get the plug in the wall to work, or find a wireless network that actually worked, she decided to click on the 'Internet Connection' button on the phone software that she'd installed so she could synchronise her phone's address book with the </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/miracle-of-mobile-phones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-731623232099669223</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-25T06:00:00.330-08:00</atom:updated><title>Naughty Gumby</title><atom:summary type='text'>
Can you believe those rubber toys? Let me tell you, this place really is opening my eyes. Look what we caught Gumby and Pokey doing on the New Yorker. Yikes! </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/naughty-gumby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-8958006554247715557</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 13:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-25T05:57:11.614-08:00</atom:updated><title>Thanksgiving</title><atom:summary type='text'>Otherwise known as Turkey day! Miriam was invited to Jim's place where he and Rusty had prepared a feast. Free range turkey this year, since we enjoyed last year's free range bird so much. What a wonderful spread.
Here's the cheese and shrimp we started off with. Not surprising we felt full after all this plus a big dinner! 
 Neither Jim nor I could resist taking pictures of the food laid out in </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/thanksgiving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-3173395648667595843</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 13:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-25T05:46:32.717-08:00</atom:updated><title>Momentous moment for Pilgrim Monument</title><atom:summary type='text'>So now you know why Miriam doesn't write headlines for a living - that's one of her better examples. She wanted to participate in the blog so I gave her a headline to write and that's what she did. She can wave goodbye to any future involvement, that's for sure! Thanksgiving eve and it's time for the annual lighting of the Pilgrim Monument. In November, a long long time ago, the Mayflower landed </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/momentous-moment-for-pilgrim-monument.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-1748193033678166459</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 20:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-21T13:49:01.252-08:00</atom:updated><title>More grumpy pictures and Fort Hill</title><atom:summary type='text'>A couple of posts back I showed you a picture of Miriam and me and a half-demolished plate of sugar cleverly disguised as Apple and Walnut French Toast (not sure if that should be capitalised so I've put caps in this post and avoided them in the previous one, to ensure I'll be right at least once!) Here's some other shots from that trip to Dennis, which we did with Jim.


Here's Miriam holding me</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/more-grumpy-pictures-and-fort-hill.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-4090757654805361633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-21T13:50:18.320-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hanging about in the Library</title><atom:summary type='text'>The Provincetown library has been a boon. For one thing, it has access to a free wireless network (yaay!) so M and I can come in here where it's warm and write and read and just generally hang out when we don't feel like going walkies or drinking :-) or sitting at home reading by ourselves or watching cable TV any of that stuff. She's writing a bit at the moment, and reading. They have a great </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/hanging-about-in-library.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-9131047820851349262</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 21:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-20T13:37:22.296-08:00</atom:updated><title>Grumpy update</title><atom:summary type='text'>
I've been a bit slack getting to the blogs, I know. But she keeps taking me out for walkies, or sitting around reading, and forgetting that sometimes I need to be able to get to the laptop, while connected, and tell everybody what's going on her life. Sheesh.

Here's a quick one before they kick us out of the library. We went to Dennis. Yes the same Dennis where we visited Jim with Silverware </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/grumpy-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-5006101281807875437</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 20:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-16T13:37:24.760-08:00</atom:updated><title>walking in the woods</title><atom:summary type='text'>
Another mild, beautiful day and Miriam decides she's going walkies in the shrubbery. She can't seem to sleep until very late (about 2:00 am) and it's driving her nuts as someone who normally goes to bed by about 11:00. Anyway, she figured a little stroll might get things back in order. So off to the Beech Forest. At the beginning of the walk, just near the entrance to the town dump, there's this</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/walking-in-woods.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-9043420378808171946</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-16T12:30:29.569-08:00</atom:updated><title>comments, anyone?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Hey! How about letting me know you've visited by leaving a comment? It would be great to know that you've been here!</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/comments-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-2513297011631470257</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 16:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T16:08:35.256-08:00</atom:updated><title>Gettin' reaquainted...</title><atom:summary type='text'> Jane took her home from the bus stop; Jim took her to the exhibition and then they went to dinner. And in the following days she met up again with Ginny, Midge, Suzanne, and of course the inimitable Zoe Lewis. Zoe's now with Sharon, the Miss Pacman fiend mentioned in posts from last year. Sharon's on the left, Zoe on the right. Here's Zoe's website: http://www.zoelewis.com/

Catching up with Zoe</atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/gettin-reaquainted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105551.post-6332775350002492826</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-15T08:41:08.199-08:00</atom:updated><title>The galah has landed</title><atom:summary type='text'>She's written this 'clever' 'witticism' in two emails so far... so I figured I'd pander to her weird sense of humour by calling her a galah as well. As you may have guessed, my postings are a couple of days behind reality. But that's what's supposed to happen when you're on holidays, right? I'd like to be able to tell you that the rest of the time she's letting me lie around on the bed and eat </atom:summary><link>http://www.miriamzolin.com/blog/2006/11/galah-has-landed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Noam)</author></item></channel></rss>