deceptive calm

The placidity of this scene belies the chaos on the compound. Yesterday, the first day that has felt like summer, was particularly nuts, with me moving out of Claudia's to Hannah's, others moving out of Little Barn to Big Barn, various systems failures and a photo shoot for the Wall Street Journal that somehow required two dogs and a toddler and large dinners at restaurants, family-style. And when I say family-style, I mean the family that ate the world. Are we related to everyone on the island?