Our wander-atlas is complete.
Yes, I’m almost two years late on this particular task. No, I have no excuse. We now have a complete set of maps for where we spent our evenings, almost two years ago. Next time, I’ll get it done before I (once again) reaffirm just how whispy memories can be. You see, I have all the tools required. Technology, to the max. And yet, in looking over some of the places, I recall nothing. Was CT really that boring? I couldn’t leave my story hanging in the badlands of MT, but I’m happy to put this puzzle back in the box. Seven weeks in the life of a family, with a minimum of travel experience.
So be it. I can now return to my regular channel. Did you know that we may miss another summer, due to the baffling behind the scenes work of our political class. Sure, the economy is important, but can we agree to just lock the gates for a while. A month or so? I checked with the kids, to see if their lives were turned upside down; the answer is no. Having a dog is akin to having a laisser-passer. Anywhere, anytime. Finally, that little hairball (son #1 has a spaniel) is earning her keep!
Please note that the price of building materials has climbed into the stratosphere. Before planning to build your ark, or your cabin, or whatever, decide how you’ll cope with the cost. In the case of the ark, get donations from the passengers, up front. Just a suggestion.
