Blog of the Swirly-eyed Sister
I spent the morning with Alex in Milford, CT. We walked down to the ocean, sparkling in Long Island Sound, a wonderful sight after being away from the coast for so long. We collected feathers and sea glass to Continue reading Day 31: Home!
I have had so many experiences, traveled so many miles, and met so many people that it doesn’t seem possible it’s been only a month since I said goodbye to the grandkids and hit the road with John. Yet, here Continue reading Day 30: New England at last
I can’t believe my adventure is almost over. What a marvelous time I’ve had and what interesting people! Today I’m staying with Becky and Muhammed, their son Dante, and Zelos the dog in Pennsylvania. After last night’s sterile room in Continue reading Day 29: The countdown begins
Had a delightful stay with Abby, Wade, Ruth, and Stefan in Bloomington, Indiana, and wished cousin Sam happy birthday on the phone (he was in Boston for a gig). Wade entertained with card tricks and other feats of magic (he’s Continue reading Day 28: Ohio, birthplace of John Gold
Another lovely breakfast at the farmhouse. This morning Janet cooked potato pancakes topped with yogurt and chives I picked from the garden. Great coffee and pears from a neighbor’s tree finished off the meal. Hugs all around and a promise Continue reading Day 27: Wabash and beyond
Gray skies, rain, and 40-degree temperatures greeted me this morning, but I’m not complaining. It’s only the second day of rain since I started this trip almost four weeks ago. Pretty amazing! The couple I’m staying with at the Air Continue reading Day 26: The Creative Life
Today I am mourning for the lost U.S. Senate and the dashed hopes of a Maine without a bully in the governor’s pulpit. NPR details the grim news as I drive from Galena, Illinois, to Urbana, Indiana. I voted a Continue reading Day 25: Morning of Mourning
Another day of sunshine and temperatures in the 50s—and a day of hellos and goodbyes. After a very pleasant stay with Michelle and Mark in Minneapolis, I bid them farewell with a promise that they’ll visit us in Maine. I Continue reading Day 24: Goodbyes and Hellos
I can’t believe 23 days have passed since John and I drove away from our home in Saco. The time is speeding by. Last night and today I’ve had a delightful visit with my former editor, Michelle, and her partner, Continue reading Day 23: Walleye but no lutefisk, thank you
As I drive the six hours to Minneapolis, I think about what a difference small acts of kindness, and gentility perhaps, make in fashioning one’s opinion of a place. One very large act of kindness—Annaleah’s willingness to give up a Continue reading Day 22: Kindnesses Large and Small