Travel

  • Things Are So Different Now, Part I

    Our first living space in Massachusetts was an apartment on the South Shore of Boston. My partner grew up there, and he chose a place near the Blue Hills Reservation where he had worked in his youth. It is a… Continue reading

    Things Are So Different Now, Part I
  • My COVID Christmas

    Well, it finally happened. Jim and I managed to go through almost two years of the pandemic without testing positive. That changed last Sunday. We were preparing to visit family and friends in Pittsburgh, and took rapid antigen tests to… Continue reading

  • A Spring Day

    As I sit on my couch with the windows open, I can hear the birds and see the leaves rustling in the trees. It’s May, and time for counting birds. Jim leaves today for West Virginia. He’ll be gone for… Continue reading

    A Spring Day
  • Change

    There has been so much change in my life lately. My living environment has gone from quite rural to urban. I have gone from a very slow-paced job to a constantly moving work atmosphere. My commute has gone from a… Continue reading

    Change
  • The Time Has Come

    It is finally here. The moment I have been waiting for. Jim is leaving for Boston today. He is going to stay with his parents for a few weeks and hopefully find a job up there. Once he does, I’ll… Continue reading

  • New England

    It looks like we are probably moving to New England this summer. Jim is from the Boston area, and his family is there. He is going to look for jobs in Massachusetts, Connecticut, Upstate New York, New Hampshire, Southern Maine.… Continue reading

  • Vacation

    I need a vacation. I need to go somewhere cool and fun. To walk along a beach or on a street teeming with interesting people, places, and things. To feel uplifted and fancy-free. To read an entire chapter of a… Continue reading

  • Sacré-Coeur

    The new image on this blog’s home page is a picture of Sacré-Coeur in Paris. I went there in 2011, the same year that my husband died and I moved to West Virginia. My friends and I walked around Montmartre… Continue reading