Spring Wedding Planning

 


🌸 A Little Spring Wedding Inspiration

(A quick note from one of my partners!)

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Chasing Giants: A Lifetime of Whale Watching From New England to Alaska and Hawaii

The Early Years: Cape Ann and the Thrill of Discovery

For years I chased humpback whales up and down the New England coast. This was no small feat for someone with a tendency toward seasickness, but the call of the ocean—and the promise of seeing those magnificent creatures—was stronger than my stomach. One of my earliest and most unforgettable trips was out of Gloucester, heading toward Stellwagen Bank. I was new to Massachusetts then, freshly transplanted from New York and convinced I wouldn’t be here long. So I crammed every adventure I could into those first months.

Now, nearly fifty years later, I’m still here. And that Cape Ann whale watch remains one of the highlights of my early Massachusetts life.

That day, we found ourselves surrounded by humpbacks bubble‑net feeding—so close to the boat you felt like you could reach out and touch them. (We didn’t, of course.) For years afterward, people insisted that New England humpbacks don’t bubble‑net feed. I always love when nature proves the experts wrong. It’s a reminder of how much we’ve learned—and how much we’re still learning.

Boston and Plymouth: Rituals on the Water

I tried a few whale watches out of Boston next. Bigger boats, higher decks, great views—fun, but nothing quite matched the raw magic of that Cape Ann trip.

Eventually I migrated south to Plymouth and became a regular on Captain John’s Boats. Those summer trips became a ritual. It was on one of those outings that I photographed my first breaching whale—a moment that still ranks among my favorite memories.

Hawaii: The Heart’s Home

My whale watching didn’t stop at New England. I found the home of my heart in Hawaii and made annual February trips for years. February is peak migration season, and I often watched whales right from the breakfast table.

I joined the Pacific Whale Foundation and went on their photography expeditions. That’s where I captured my first baby‑whale breach and listened to whale songs through hydrophones dropped over the side of the boat. Pure magic.

Breaching Humpback Calf

It’s just a baby

Alaska: Cold, Raw, and Unforgettable

Then there was Alaska—nothing warm or tropical about that trip. It was cold, wet, raw, and absolutely worth it. The boat was smaller, the whales cruised close to the surface, and we always knew where to look when we heard the whoosh of their breath.

Alaska offers something New England and Hawaii don’t: variety. Humpbacks, orcas, gray whales, belugas—and if luck is really on your side, maybe even a narwhal or a sperm whale. Spring can be beautiful there, but in 2013 we went in May, which turned out to be too early for sunshine. My advice? Aim for June or later.

Why It Matters

No matter where you go—New England, Hawaii, Alaska—whales are magnificent creatures deserving of every conservation effort we can muster. Their importance is so universal that even the Star Trek universe built a whole movie around saving them. (Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home, for fellow fans.)

If the Federation thinks whales are worth saving, who am I to argue?
Live long and prosper.

 

April Fools!

 

Balboa did this all on his own. It really is my life

April Fools!


🌼 April Fool’s Day: A Little History… and a Lot of Eye‑Rolling

April Fool’s Day is one of those holidays that refuses to explain itself. Historians have theories — calendar changes, spring festivals, general human mischief — but no one can point to a single moment when someone declared, “Let’s dedicate a whole day to tricking each other.”

Honestly, that feels about right.
Humans didn’t invent pranks on April 1.
April 1 simply became the day we admit we enjoy them.

🎭 The Calendar Confusion Theory

In the 1500s, France switched from the Julian to the Gregorian calendar, moving New Year’s Day from late March to January 1. People who didn’t get the memo (or ignored it out of sheer stubbornness) were teased as “April fools.”

Imagine missing a calendar update and suddenly everyone’s taping paper fish to your back. Tough break.

🌱 The Spring Mischief Theory

Across cultures, spring festivals often included jokes, role reversals, and general silliness. After months of winter gloom, people were ready to laugh again. Hard to blame them.

🤷‍♀️ The “We Honestly Don’t Know” Theory

This is the historian’s shrug.
April Fool’s Day may simply be the result of centuries of people deciding that life is more fun when you keep everyone on their toes.


👀 My Role in All This? The Quiet Observer

Some people plan elaborate pranks.
Some people fall for them.
And then there are people like me — perched safely on the sidelines, watching the chaos unfold like it’s a nature documentary.

I don’t set traps.
>I don’t spring surprises.
>I just sip my coffee, keep a straight face, and enjoy the show.

It’s peaceful up here above the fray. No whoopee cushions, no fake spiders, no “your shoelace is untied.” Just calm observation and the occasional raised eyebrow.


🎣 But This Year… I’m Stepping Outside My Comfort Zone

In honor of April Fool’s Day, I decided to contribute one tiny prank of my own — something gentle, something silly, something very me.

Here it is:

**“Happy April Fool’s Day!

In true New England fashion, today’s forecast calls for sun, snow, rain, hail, and a light chance of frogs.

Or as we call it here: Wednesday.”**

A harmless little wink to the weather gods — and to anyone who’s ever lived through a New England spring.


🐾 Banner & Balboa’s Official Statement

Of course, Banner and Balboa fully support April Fool’s Day.

  • Banner believes every day is a good day to knock something off a counter.
  • Balboa has been practicing stealth ankle attacks since February.
  • Together, they consider themselves pioneers of the holiday — true innovators in the field of household mischief.

Frankly, I’m just grateful they haven’t learned how to order prank supplies online.


🌸 And Now… the Required Dad Jokes

Because April Fool’s Day practically demands them.

  • Why are trees so excited in spring?
    They’re releafed winter is over.
  • What do you call a bear with no teeth?
    A gummy bear.

  • Why did the scarecrow win an award?
    He was outstanding in his field.
  • And the classic:
    I told my dog it was April Fool’s Day. He said he didn’t believe me. I told him I wasn’t kitten.

(Groans are optional but encouraged.)


🌼 Final Thought

Whether you’re the prankster, the prankee, or the quiet observer like me, April Fool’s Day is a reminder not to take life too seriously. Spring is here, the days are brighter, and a little silliness never hurt anyone.


 

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A quick hello to one of my partners

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Banner, Balboa, and the Curse of the 13th


Friday the 13th Musings — February & March Edition

It’s the first Friday the 13th of 2026. The month is February. So far it’s been quiet and no major issues. This is the first of three Friday the 13ths this year, which makes it a very special year — or at least a very interesting one.

Peace reign in the home as Banner and Balboa cat nap


February

The universe behaved.
The cats behaved.
Even the weather behaved.

Suspicious, in hindsight.

And then, on February 23rd, Mother Nature apparently remembered she had a reputation to uphold. She dumped a heavy, wet, back‑breaking load of snow on New England and buried us all. A Friday‑the‑13th vibe… just arriving fashionably late.

The dig out begins following the blizzard of 26


March

March didn’t bother with subtlety. It wasn’t even Friday the 13th yet when I woke up to no service on my cell phone. I’d been hacked. Again. These things happen — I shared the whole sad tale in my March 11 post — but apparently March was just laying the groundwork.

Then came Thursday, March 12, when the cats decided to contribute their own brand of “help.”

Banner makes his get away

First, Banner strolled over and hit the delete key at the exact, precise, worst possible moment of a data transfer. I took that as a sign to step away and wait for a quieter, cat‑free moment.

He claims he was framed.

But Balboa had other plans. He emerged from his afternoon nap full of energy and mischief, and in short order he destroyed four — or was it five — mice.
Not the fuzzy, long‑tailed kind.
The kind I actually need to use with my computer.

By the time he was done, I had a small graveyard of plastic mouse parts and one very proud panther‑cat.


Friday the 13th

And then came the big day.

Friday the 13th started quietly enough. We even managed to wrestle Instagram into submission — successfully, I might add — which should have been my first clue that the universe was saving its energy for something else.

Feeling productive, I decided to make a quick grocery run. Lasagna was on the menu for Saturday, and I needed ricotta cheese. While I was there, I grabbed a couple of small extras. Total bill: $19.00.

Until my card was declined.

I had checked my balance before leaving the house. Plenty of money. No reason for drama. Yet there I was, standing at the Hannaford checkout with a perfectly good grocery order and a very uncooperative debit card.

Since I had to drive right past the bank on my way home, I stopped in. And that’s where the real Friday‑the‑13th twist revealed itself:
the bank had accidentally printed — or attempted to print — two replacement cards when mine was hacked. So they canceled the one I was using. The one in my wallet. The one I had just tried to use to buy ricotta.

Which means, of course, that I now get to go through all my auto‑payments and update the card number… again.


Two Down, One to Go

So that’s February and March. A quiet start, a snow ambush, a hacked phone, feline sabotage, and a bank‑card fiasco — all before we even reach the halfway point of this “special” year.

We’ll see what November brings.
Stay tuned… the calendar isn’t done with us yet.