We just returned from New York City. Visiting the Big Apple during the Christmas season was on our bucket list, and this year we made it happen. Bill and I went to Manhattan in February 2008 with Bill’s youngest sister, Maria, and her husband, Curt. I also went as a high schooler when I was seventeen.
Last week, we went back to New York with our traveling companions and what fun we had! Part of our visit had to be a trip to High Line Park, located thirty feet above the busy streets near Chelsea Market and the Meatpacking District. Although it was early winter, our visit was still extraordinary. Last summer, I did a lot of research on the High Line for a project, and it was magical to see the abandoned railway and gardens come alive beneath my feet. Continue reading “A trip to High Line Park”
Last weekend, the garden woke to 29° F. It was quite a shock to the garden, but the gardener was secretly relieved at the first freeze. Between two motorcycle trips, a train trip, moving my mother to her new home in an independent living facility, and selling her house–insert sigh–I am exhausted in the purest sense of the word.
Bill and Dee at Bikes, Blues and BBQ in Fayetteville, AR.
The open road from a motorcycle. Tooling around Eureka Springs, AR.
Thanksgiving is this month, and I hope I have the gumption to cook. I am giving myself permission not to if I don’t.
So, while I would normally run out and cover a few things before the first freeze, this year I did not. Mom’s house closes on November 9, and we’ve nearly finished moving everything off the premises. I’m so grateful for all of the help I’ve received especially from Michael. Hey Mike! He did a yeoman’s job of helping sort and package, lift and tote. In fact, yesterday, we painted. Continue reading “First freeze”