It was was dark outside. All I could see were small clusters of lights as our plane came in to land, but I knew the unseen rural New England landscape well. In years past this landing meant I was coming home from college or in later years for a visit with my ageing parents, myContinue reading “Going Home!?”
Summers in New England made life long memories that can be triggered by sweet corn, bird song, beaches, thunderstorms, etc.
I’ve always had a restlessness to see the world, described by some, as shpilkes!