Last August our houseboat broke, along with our wherewithal to cope. So we decided it was time. “Where would you like to live?” I asked Greg the next morning. “New England,” he replied, with nary a doubt.
Because we’ve been traveling to the East Coast for 12 years, mostly to visit his daughter … at some point we grew to love it. So last October we headed east for the month to consider options. I’d like invite you to travel the past 7 months with me – I’ll move along pretty quickly – to get us current with the mise en scene we now inhabit.
The book I was reading at the time, Richard Rohr’s Falling Upward, was just right for the beginning of what was to come, of which I truly had no clear notion. That first day, he was reciting a Gerard Manley Hopkins sonnet I was not familiar with, and so, on a whim, I copied the first line. And off we go!