Post Everglades it was agreed we had to get out of Florida. Heat, humidity and population density chased us out. The better part of Florida
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Events pile up on a person. The computer I had ordered broke free of it’s holding pen in Hong Kong earlier than expected. Kurt and
Shenandoah National Park The road is a snake’s spine on top of the world. Baby Grey Whale dips in and out of fall foliage with
Without planning Kurt and I dodged the mid-Atlantic coastal flooding from the nor’easter storm at the end of October. Instead we camped out in the
Connecticut This segment began with Connecticut. I found this small Northeast state much like the rest. Winding, tangled roads, old gnarled hardwoods, stone walls stacked
Maine and New Hampshire were quickly left behind. Driving across the meat of New Hampshire I watched the color return to the houses passing by.
I came across Jerry Saltz on social media, completely oblivious to his status in the New York art world. Of course I barely paid attention
I heard once that Maine is much like Northern Michigan with lobster. My expectations were high for that familiar feeling. Yes the land rolls and
Vermont & New Hampshire A new day and two new states I’ve never seen. Vermont first. Kurt and I crossed over Lake Champlain near the