I packed my toiletry bag and three books this morning, leaving the laptop behind, and headed northwest. The plan was to land in Saluda, read for a while, then drive to either Brevard or Bryson City, the latter because I’d seen at weather.com that the overnight low on Sunday is predicted to be 59. Heading up 25 from Furman, […]
Janet is back in Italy, this time for over a month. She’s working as a stitcher for what I think is an opera company of either relatively young or student musicians. Could have that wrong. I wonder when it will stop seeming strange that this person I lived with for 17 years is completely and […]
This is the first year in over twenty that I won’t have a yard to care for. It’s somewhat comforting to know that I at least own a yard in Columbia, even if I have no contact with it. The garden at the Wheat Street house had become a major preoccupation of mine over the […]
