Friday, September 23, 2011


Yesterday was moving day, South to Chehalis, back into a park.  Stocking up the larder, getting a  haircut, the usual mundane things we all must do, no matter where we live.
Chehalis Thousand Trails is another heavily wooded park with beautiful hiking trails, and a pool. It was warm enough to say, “summer at last” knowing that the first official day of fall had passed.  We took a short walk to the pool through the woods and then read until dinner.
Some days I feel I’ve earned a respite from blogging, (especially when the signal is slow and vexing), but like a moth to a flame, at 5:00 a.m, I sit before the computer, with brain numb,  a cup of tea, sifting through pictures and smile over many miles of grand and lesser experiences and am glad for the joy and yes, the work of  relentless travel; the opportunity to see in detail  this grand country of ours; and to mimic The Bard, to blog or not to blog, that is the question. 
Like a kid I’ve been going through the woods picking up fallen leaves and making bouquets. I placed them on a table in front of the motor home so everyone walking by could see them. They lasted a day before drying up and blowing away.

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