That's an old anchor
they're standing in
front of.
  The rains started up in earnest soon after. The
museum store sold me
coffee and a print of an old
sailing vessel. No tacky plastic snow globes to be found,
alas. My classroom collection
will lack a New England
representative, for the time
being.

The wastebasket was in the
bathtub because there wasn't any
good high ground to put it on.
Daisy had trashed it twice already.
People kept forgetting to keep
the door closed.
  Even the bathtub is not a
safe haven for trash with Daisy
in the house.
    The kitchen had good trash too.
Burp.