Where To Now?

I woke up with the sun this morning and stepped out into a lovely, cool breeze. Blueberry bushes outside my door tempt me to pick from their bounty, although the berries are not quite ripe. Meg and Maya wander around the small, fenced yard that surrounds our Little Rock home for the night, " The Tiny Home ." Yesterday morning, my parents, aunt and I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast together at Rise and Shine , a small diner near Melinda's home in south Fort Worth. Their homemade white bread is almost worth the drive from New York. Thick slabs of goodness slathered in butter and orange marmalade... the perfect way to end my trip to Texas. With a to-go box filled with bread for the journey, we loaded up the car for my return trip east. Since this trip was about supporting Melinda, I didn't do much running around and visiting. But I did get to see my Theta Chi girls (except Amy), some of my Grapevine folks, and my parents for an evening (and, of course, dinner at Mexica...

cross-posted on my Quest blog On Monday, my parents, pups, and I set out on a new adventure. After the closing on my house, we hit the road for a series of days driving from Texas to upstate New York. Our nights' stays would be at places I found on  Airbnb  in Little Rock, near Louisville, and near Erie. When I told people I was moving to New York, most were immediately concerned that winter would be unbearable. Keeping in mind that millions of people live further north than Texas, I was sure I'd survive somehow. One individual, however, responded with, "New York is so beautiful. The green there is the greenest green." I've been pondering green ever since. As we drove through East Texas, I noticed how muted the greens were. Some mostly yellow from the summer heat... some sage from the dust... some a muted evergreen when there were stands of trees. In Arkansas, the green got cleaner. There was less dust, less yellow. Moving through Tennessee and into Kentucky...