I'm going to continue a bit with the photos behind the house. There are a lot, and I love walking around back there. I don't get far, and it's because it's a bit of a maze getting around. There are a lot of boggy bits, but if I keep, I think, to the left it gets better, and you can keep to a straight path. I remember once a cousin from the mainland visited and we lent her boots and she stepped into a spot which swiftly took the boot. Warning people is really fruitless. You're curious, and yea, you have to find out for yourself. This cousin was here with her father and brother, and it was a bit of a surprise them visiting us. We were remote from where they would have been visiting, but I guess they got to driving and ended up at ours. Well, let's just say, I saved the day with dinner. My mother hadn't food enough in the fridge to feed a crowd, and that day I had spent going door to door trying to sell clams for a quarter a bag. I think my friend and I sold enough that we both had fifty cents and bags and bags of leftovers. My mother cooked up the clams and in my head I was a hero. The uncle talked about those clams later in life, and my mother didn't have to get out and buy stuff, like probably yucky pork chops.