Category Archives: Friends

The Madwoman of Massachusetts

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Sue’s lovely yard

I can tell by my photos, or lack of them, that I am weary. It must be time to refuel. I had two quick visits with friends in Massachusetts and I could feel the weight of the heat and humidity pulling me down. I spent a night in Feeding Hills (great name) with a friend that was my upstairs neighbor 30 years ago. We have kept in contact all these years even after she moved to the opposite coast. It was a lovely visit to her rural farm, an oasis for catching up, but one night was not nearly long enough. Continue reading →

The three phases of Me

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“I dwell in Possibility
A fairer House than Prose
More numerous of Windows
Superior for Doors” – Emily Dickinson

I started this trip rather clueless, not sure what I was looking for or why but knowing it was time for leaping. The first “section” of the journey seemed to be about returning to nature and rediscovering my absolute need and desire for connecting to the mountains, canyons, deserts, rocks, trees, wildlife, you name it, I was hungry for nature. Hiking brought me closer to my soul and more in touch with myself and I discovered once again that this body, this being, is just great the way I am, for who I am, without the trappings of what I do or who I’m related to. Continue reading →

Glowing in the dark…

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Me and Robert/Cassius

I’m falling a bit behind in my posts, having too much fun experiencing life. But I need to quickly acknowledge a stop in Johnstown, PA on my way to Buffalo, NY. I texted Robert, the young man I met at American Shakespeare Center in Staunton and he offered to take me “dancing at the best view in town.” An offer this girl cannot refuse. Continue reading →

Two guys and a blonde

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Entrance to Shenandoah NP

If you followed my last post, I left Staunton sipping iced tea generously provided by my B&B hostess, singing “My Heart to Yours” over and over while driving into Shenandoah National Park. I was giddy, like a kid going on a secret treasure hunt. There was something magical about a road that is a park that you can only drive on after you have paid and gone through the Ranger kiosk. Continue reading →

Rocking chairs, porch swings, a sultry-heated fairytale

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Tonight’s musing spot

I sit here typing in a rocking chair on the porch of my motel in Townsend, TN, reminiscing about my last 3 days in Asheville, NC. Porch swings and rocking chairs are popular here in the south where the weather is sultry and languid, and I am getting rather attached to them. There’s nothing quite like swaying with the descending sun as the temperature thankfully drops a few degrees. Continue reading →

Charleston and her charms (Part TWO)

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Shem Creek, SC

I slept late the next morning enjoying the quiet of waking up in a neighborhood rather than a hotel. DeAnne has a screened-in back porch area with rocking chairs and a cute black cat named, Lily. Both were adored. My ankle was giving me more pain so I was ready to take it slower, and DeAnne had the day off and was happy to show me her neighborhood highlights. We went to Shem Creek for lunch and sat on a deck overlooking a heavily trafficked boating canal. Continue reading →

Charleston and her charm (Part One)

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Sunset from Pitt Street Bridge

I sit here rather dumbfounded and stunned. Once again my pathway has opened up into a beautiful sunlit sea, one filled with laughing gulls, blue crabs, dolphins, bridges, pelicans, tiny fiddler crabs that scuttle and hide every time I tried to take their photo, soft sandy beaches and shrimp boats. Continue reading →

Atlanta…

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With Mary and Andy outside Shakespeare Tavern

…is hot. I don’t know why the heat is getting to me here, must be the humidity or just being in a big city? I am missing the country, the mountains, the woods, anything away from traffic and the hectic life. I am staying with darling friends and have again displaced them from their beds and normal routine. I am honored to be given such royal treatment but I feel guilty too. It’s so much harder for me to receive than to give. Continue reading →

People who need people are the luckiest people…

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Cheekwood Estate

Driving into the verdant green hills and mansions of Nashville from the poverty of  Stone County, Arkansas was a shock to my senses. I found myself judging the wealth and wondering who was leading the better life, who was happier, the poor or the rich? My new-found, easy-going mountain friends were singing in my soul, and the contrasting, brick, two-story forbidding beauty of Nashville’s homes made me ache with the inequality of it all.  But I continue to meet intriguing people unexpectedly around every corner and as the first part of my trip seemed to be about falling in love with nature again, this section I am discovering the depth of courage, beauty, and soul in human beings. Continue reading →

Whiskey, Whittlin’ Addendum:

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OK, so I went out for one last ride on James’ motorcycle and decided I have tested fate enough so I wore the helmet! See? Proof that risk, fun and common sense can be had all within the space of a few days. Continue reading →