223: Flown the coopPosted: May 4, 2011
We should be in New Jersey by the time this posts. Hopefully it was an uneventful trip through the mountains and farmlands of Pennsylvania, and we’ve been having a great time at my sister’s house, visiting with her family and my father.
Any successful journey begins by packing your luggage full of imagination.
~ Kathrine Palmer Peterson
That was the originally scheduled auto-post. We did arrive safe and as sound as we’re ever going to be. The first leg of the trip took longer than expected due to accidents. The rain poured and poured and poured last night. It was a relief to get to the hotel. When we left to finish our journey this morning, it rained and rained and rained some more. We managed to make good time in spite of the rain.
(Photos taken through the raindrops on the windshield.)
The last time we made this trip it was winter and we had to make our way through a snow storm and icy conditions. This time everything is amazingly green. Once over the mountains of Pennsylvania, just past State College, the trees have all leafed out. The redbuds and dogwoods are blooming. At their peak, I think. At the beginning of our trip this morning the clouds were pouring over the tops of the mountains and down into the trees. It was a beautiful sight, one I wish I could have captured with my camera, but we didn’t have time to find a good place to stop.
Tomorrow we’re going to Longwood Gardens where I expect to see sunshine, blue skies, and plenty of flowers in bloom. I’ll post some photos if I have time.
My father and sister are well. Even though it has been over a year and a half since her death, it still feels odd to not see Mom. She’s here, of course, with all of us, in our hearts and memories. But there is still a part of me that sometimes thinks, “oh, she’s out on a run,” and expects her to walk in any minute.
That won’t happen, of course.
Well, I’m off to bed. We didn’t get much sleep last night. There was an extremely loud snorer in the room next to us last night. It was a bit like listening to a Three Stooges routine with a variety of noises, grunts, and sometimes explosive sounds.
I really need to buy some ear plugs.