Day 162 A little more progress, a little more sadness.

The days usually start out well, and we do a little of this and a little of that, but then I reliaze just what we are doing and what we will be leaving behind, and it crushes my heart.  We were out to our friends' house, the Jenkins, or who I affectionately call, "the lobesterman guy" or the "house with the puppy dog house playground."  We only get to seem them maybe twice a year, but they were on the ones who made the first connection with our family by inviting my father in law to speak at a lectureship at Maritime Christian College, 8 years ago.  They live 1 hr away, but very near a couple of very beautiful bays way out east.  Jared calls that are the "cul-de-sac" of Canada because it's so far east, it's quiet, and it's the end of the Trans Canada Highway, or TCH.  Anyway, our lobsterman fishes out of Rollo Bay, and the park we went to a couple of weeks ago, Greenwhich, is about 15 minutes away near St. Peter's Bay.  These names won't mean anything to people "from away," but to the Islanders, they certainly know where these places are, and I want to remember them later.  We will miss the Jenkins, and many others, but know that we have friends all over the world, too.

I actually didn't get any pictures on my DSLR today (shocking, I know!), but managed a couple on my phone as we drove.  The middles had a decent day, so I'll share those as well.

Keturah got a new bike for her birthday!  They've been searching for just the right one for a week now!

Grandma said she rode for 45 minutes this morning on her new bike.  When up and down the drive gets to be old hat with the scooter (the little ride on they got from the neighbors), she starts from the porch on the brick sidewalk and turning the corner from the sidewalk ONTO the drive is a big deal.  She did that with the bike and as she was going down the drive, said, "I feel big now." 

Big brother attaching the bell she wanted to the bike for her.  Great job, Justin!

All tuckered out from playing at the splash pad.

Going to the movies....at church!  Zootopia!  And lots of their friends from the neighborhood were there!

This is Keturah at the start of her day, lol.  Sleeping on top of the pull out couch's cushions on top of the pull out couch mattress.

Meanwhile, Abishai was enjoying his own pot of "lobster soup" made up of the empty lobster shells.  What were you thinking we get to eat at a lobsterman's house when lobster is in season?! We are SOOOOOOOO going to miss fresh, cheap seafood.  Nothing compares to freshness!

Between the bowl and running around the table as we ate, and bouncing from lap to lap, Benaiah got a taste of what it's going to be like on the airplane on Wednesday with this little guy.  It's going to be a rough ride!

The puppy dog playground! That's the only way Keturah remembers whose house this is!

St. Peter's Bay looking straight west.

Looking East over St. Peter's Bay and in the distant you can see a beautiful country church.  Unfortunately, lots of the older churches' congregations have died out, so they have been turned into music halls.  But they are certainly pretty to look at against the blue of the sky, the green of the trees and grass, and the red dirt of Prince Edward Island.  Sigh.