Jeanine and I drove to Scituate this morning to meet up with her sister, Susan, and friends Jean and Debra Jo, who are renting a house there.

I flew my drone 2 miles out to sea to photograph the Minots Ledge Light and was lucky enough to catch a sailboat in the background. The original iron-pile lighthouse, completed in 1850, was destroyed in a fierce storm in April 1851, killing its two keepers. Rebuilt between 1855 and 1860 as a sturdy 97-foot granite tower, it is also known as the “Lover’s Light” or “I Love You Light” because of its distinctive 1-4-3 flashing pattern.

Pictured below is my own version of the “I Love You Light.”

When in Scituate, the Lawson Tower is a must-visit destination.

<copied from the post I made after my last visit here>

Described as the most beautiful, most photographed, and most expensive water tower in the world, it is said that Lawson’s wife Jeannie was thrilled with her new home until, in 1901, the Scituate Water Co. decided to build a 276,000 gallon, 153’ high steel water tank in the town center. Mrs. Lawson saw this massive standpipe as a monstrosity and urged her husband to do something about it. Having made a fortune in the stock market, he was happy to oblige her wish.

The Scituate Lighthouse is another popular destination. Each time I visit, I try to explore a new composition, but I keep returning to the one below as my favorite, captured today with the American flag at full attention.

My injured pinky toe is on the mend. It is more colorful and less swollen than it was earlier this week. I think my odds favor a return to the soccer pitch this weekend. I was able to complete my routine 4-mile run on the elliptical this morning with only moderate discomfort. The real test will come when I try to squeeze into my tight-fitting soccer shoes on match day.

On an aesthetically more pleasing note, I received the birthday card below this morning, hand-painted by my cousin Heather.

I feel fortunate that my birthday falls during autumn, my favorite time of year. Fall color usually doesn’t arrive in this part of Massachusetts until mid-October. Over the years, however, I have discovered nearby pockets of vibrance that emerge earlier. The one below is only a few hundered feet from our prior home on Mattison Drive and remained undiscovered by me until I purchased my first drone.

The title of today’s post expresses my age today as a function of my favorite number, two, and Jeanine’s favorite, three.

Mercifully, I woke up to discover that the swelling of my pinky toe was no worse than yesterday. Even so, it was still too painful to walk on it while wearing a shoe, so I had to skip my routine gym workout with Jeanine. Instead, I spent most of the day with my foot elevated while watching TV. I did manage to spend a little time in the shop making minor repairs to a set of chairs gifted to Nico and Teddy by Jeanine’s sister, Susan.

Nicolai, who is also recovering from a soccer-related toe injury, shared the AI-generated photo above sent to him by his coach. Apparently, Nico is expected to lead the US to a World Cup victory in Mexico with his newly acquired right leg and third arm. Just in is the World Cup group draw. Uzbekistan finished 3rd and Morocco 5th in the last World Cup, presenting very stiff competition to the USA, which finished 15th.

The 2022 World Cup results. Looks like Group B will be a cakewalk for Turkiye.

Rank	Team
1	Turkey
2	Angola
3	Uzbekistan
4	Haiti
5	Morocco
6	Brazil
7	Tanzania
8	Italy
9	England
10	Argentina
11	Japan
12	Colombia
13	Poland
14	Iran
15	United States
16	Mexico
17	Liberia
18	France
19	Iraq
20	Republic of Ireland
21	Uruguay
22	Indonesia
23	Spain
24	Germany

This weekend, our region has been hit with a nor’easter, resulting in non-stop rain and high winds for several days. This morning, my soccer game was played during a torrential downpour with a wind chill that only increased the discomfort. Adding insult to injury, or rather, injury to misery, the pinky toe of my right foot was cleated by a careless opponent. By the middle of the second half, it had swollen enough to make further play untenable. I hope that it will heal sufficiently before next weekend, but have little doubt it will be worse tomorrow than it is today (count on an updated picture). The only satisfying part of this story is the 5-0 drubbing we inflicted on Wayland.

This evening, Jeanine and I attended the 2026 Bionic Project BBQ. Pictured above in their magnificent Cambridge home are our hosts. On the right are the Bionic Project founders. What started as an adaptive 5K road race in 2018 has evolved into an education program designed to dismantle disability bias, build empathy, and foster connection through education, story, and sport. Nico, Lead Educator for the non-profit, was in Vermont with Teddy to celebrate her birthday weekend. I am glad he chose the woman over the work function, a lesson it took his father a long time to figure out.

I volunteered to photograph the event, and the results can be found here. The evening social was originally planned to be outdoors, but the nor’easter that is clobbering us this weekend forced it to move indoors.

Located just twelve miles, as the crow flies, from our home is the lovely town of Harvard. I decided to make a quick visit today in advance of the nor’easter that will inundate us with rain and high winds starting this evening and continuing until Monday. Pictured above is the Harvard Unitarian Universalist Church in the foreground and the Harvard Cultural Council in the background. Below is the Public Library and Elementary School.

The Fruitlands Museum, pictured above is a popular destination, and some actual nearby fruitlands are pictured below. The high ground where these are located is one of my favorite night sky viewing locations.

A short drive farther west, I stopped at Fort Devens to visit the Fort Devens Post Cemetery. It contains the remains of soldiers who fought in six of America’s wars – the War of 1812, the Civil War, World War I, World War II, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War.

Early this morning, Jeanine spotted a raccoon climbing the oak tree next to our house. Given their ubiquity, it is odd that we see them so rarely. Nestled 30 feet up in the tree, he viewed me as a curiosity rather than a threat, allowing me to take a rather nice portrait.

For the fourth time, Nico will captain the US National Amputee Soccer team at the Amputee World Cup. Once the young buck, he played his first World Cup in 2014. Now among the older members of the just-named 2026 squad, he brings a wealth of experience and maturity to the role. There is no doubt that this is the strongest team that the US has ever fielded. It remains to be seen, however, if they have gained ground on the rest of the world when they take the pitch this November in Mexico.

UPDATE: Our newly discovered visitor made a return appearance and posed for another photo.

Our neighborhood features common ground and amenities that are shared by all. Today, Dave, a new neighbor, and I volunteered to replace the backboard and height-adjustable mounting bracket for our basketball court. The project took just over 2 hours and was complicated by the fact that the mounting system was designed to attach to a 3 1/2″ round pole rather than the existing 4″ square pole. We figured out an adaptation that required some machining of the existing bracket, necessitating a return home to utilize my drill press. Despite several other challenges along the way, we were quite pleased with the finished result. We set the height to an intermediate level since most of the kids in the neighborhood are still quite young. Too low, and we figured it would be a temptation for teenagers to hang from.

Nicolai is an assistant coach for the Lexington High School Men’s Varsity Soccer Team, and I photographed the team today at his request. Having done this last year, I applied the lessons I learned and set up something of a production line to speed up the process and achieve better consistency. Gusting winds wreaked havoc with my light stand-mounted softboxes, and I had to use athletic tape to keep them from pivoting off-axis. If asked to do this again next year, I will use a more robust stand. All things considered, I am happy with the results. The full set can be found here.

Astronomically, today is the last full day of summer with cool nights and brisk mornings already upon us. It is the start of my favorite time of year, and I am looking forward to fall color. On the subject of color, I found these flowers in our front yard, just screaming for attention and was happy to oblige them with a photo.

On an unrelated note, I came across the graphic below, which shows the distribution of street orientations relative to compass headings across various cities. Of this group, only Charlotte has a more chaotic street orientation than Boston. For years, I believed the myth that the layout of Boston streets could be traced to early cow paths that later became horse paths and then carriage paths and so on. Recently, I learned that Boston’s street tangle actually traces back to the first settlers claiming where they wanted to live and treating street planning as an afterthought, hilly topography, and the merging of old towns. Personally, I think the cow path theory paints a more vivid picture.

I was up at 5 am this morning to begin my pre-soccer-match ritual for an 8:30 am away game kick-off in Medfield, a good 45-minute drive from here. I was treated to a sublime sunrise for my effort. The match was our most challenging so far this season, but we still managed a 2-0 win. I had 3 shots on goal, all on frame, but none were good enough to beat the keeper. After our aprés at the Noon Hill Grill, I passed by and then stopped to photograph the Peak House, a town of Medfield historical gem, added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1975.

When I returned home, I collapsed for a 2-hour nap, took a long, hot shower, and spent the rest of the day in my bathrobe doing little else except wondering why a near-68-year-old man still thinks playing soccer is a good idea.

The Men’s National Amputee Soccer Team is in town for an exhibition match at Gillette Stadium this evening. We hosted a breakfast for the team this morning, timed to coincide with the Arsenal vs. Brighton Premier League soccer match. Unfortunately, Nico will not be playing due to an injury he sustained while playing in Guatemala.

Last winter, I had to climb up onto the roof after a heavy snowfall to repair the exhaust vent for our kitchen cooktop. The weight of the snow had begun to push it over. Today, I fashioned and installed a permanent solution using aluminum tubes and special cleats designed for clamping to an aluminum standing-seam roof. I am confident that this configuration will stand up to any amount of snowfall. With every passing year, I am less enamored with climbing onto the roof and wisely elected to have Jeanine steady the ladder for me.