I couldn't resist one last post before flying away. My tote is now full as a tick, as Lael would say. Empty water bottle. Check. Crackers/Kashi bars. Check. Seabands for all that chop over the Rockies. Check. Good book (George Washington and Valley Forge). Check. Formal wear which I will never wear again. Check. Dogwood jewelry. Check. Uncomfortable high heels. Check. Notebook and plenty of pens. Check. Sanity. Gone! It might be fun to have a traveling companion come to think of it but I'm a solo kind of gal. I'm not sure what kind of internet connection I'll have once there and a friend said to forget posting altogether as there will be no time. So have a blessed week if I don't touch base with you again. But I'll certainly try:)
Oh, to be like this:
There are souls in this world which have the gift of finding joy everywhere and of leaving it behind them when they go. -Frederick W. Faber