...referring to the blogging, not the upcoming car trip. although that will be an adventure as well. i hope.
anyway, the plan is to cruise across the US from my sacramento-area home, doing all the hiking i'd ever want to do. recently retired (hopefully temporarily!) after 23 years at hewlett-packard, i decided to take a well-earned break before i get too old and feeble. yes, i'm only 51, but already survived cancer - and you never know what'll happen next. so after 35 years in the work world it's time to relax and get refleshed.
i'll be heading north to eugene to pay my respects to my late MIL and then zigzagging towards glacier national park. hit yellowstone and grand teton and then eastward through the dakotas and minnesota, wisconsin, and the upper peninsula of michigan to ontario and isle royale. (not heading south through michigan - i think a prius with california plates would not be welcomed!) need to make new york city by 8/23 but other than that, i'm flexible.
i'll post as often as i can get a wireless connection - meaning any starbucks (not that i'm necessarily going to be hitting the population centers!) or anyplace i find on http://www.wififreespot.com/. hope you enjoy it! not sure if i can post photos for free anywhere, but i'll check it out and add the link to the blog.
i think this blogspot allows for comments to be posted, but if not and you have something important to tell me, send it to workndog@surewest.net. [which i should maybe change to relaxin'dog... ]
i'll close with one of my many aphorisms:
"never get embarrassed at doing the right thing. that's just false pride."
2 comments:
Dear Brother-a poem for your next journey:(by Mary Oliver)
"Messenger"
'My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird-
equal seekers of sweeteness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.'
Luv Ya! Sis-person
good start timm we will check it often. drive careful and enjoy
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