Mystic Seaport

Grace recovered from her surgery so quickly that I was able to use some of the vacation time I had to take for..., well, vacation! OK, so it was only a day trip to Mystic Seaport, but it was still fun. The girls had a blast exploring the tall ships, and I could have spent all day listening to the guy at the Mystic Press explain how printing presses back then worked. Hard to believe how they used to do things..., you know..., before computers. It could take someone all day to typeset a single page, which to me makes what they were saying seem so much more important than the hundred or so emails I shoot around on a daily basis. Part of me loves the digital revolution that going on all around us, but another part of me - the artist in me - is sad to see the traditional processes fading away...