I have been out of my Rhinebeck Studio since the end of February. I moved of all remaining items, loading up the Passat with as much as I could, which had to find a home in my already filled studio and house. I did it without so much as a look back. It was a good experience, but not it is time to move forward.
March was two rounds of NYS sales tax, and our personal and business income tax. I have yet to figure out a way to make this less painful.
Walks and adventures were limited to paved areas, as we discovered that the multiple periods of thawing and freezing created areas of mud that had the ability to suck off your shoes. One wander at Poet's walk left us muddy up to our knees. So we cut back on the roads less traveled for a bit. Plenty of time for that.
Early April bought a trip to southern California with my walking partner, but I discovered that the song lied, as it was cold and rainy half of our trip. I had underpacked, and wore the same layers of clothes that I had bought for "cool evenings" nearly every day. We were 2 blocks from Redondo Beach, and did get to actually sit on the beach two afternoons. But not in bathing suits. In spite of poor weather, we got around - on foot, and by car when Jane wasn't working. It was a week of no figures, and only walks/good food/sight seeing, and old high school friends. It was a lovely week and hope to make a yearly trek out to the west coast for fun and sun. We found a 1910 bungalow to share that is quiet, a lovely neighborhood, and a home away from home. I travel well with Meredith, and that is no small feat to find a good travel partner. You all know--especially if you have ever had the opposite experience!
After a heinous 27 hour trip from LAX to Albany, I came home with a flu that had knocked me on my ass. It's been nearly 10 days and I am still recovering. At 58, I can not just "bounce back" like I used to, and am thankful for not having to write sub plans. I spent many days in bed, entertained by a visit from Julie, and a binge watch of the last season of Downton Abby with her. It may have been one of the most fun sick times I have had in my life EVER.
So now it is the end of April. I am home nearly every day. I have spent 25 years of my life yearning for this period of domesticity, art, tending the garden, cooking, nurturing and tending to myself. So much of me was spent - I nearly typed "lost" - but it is never lost if you are giving love to others, to dedicating my life to everyone and everything else. I have settled in rather quickly to tending to myself, and sharing some of that with my life mate Larry. I open my date book each week to make sure I keep lots of time for me open, to have adventures, make art, and do things that excite and inspire me. I feel privileged that one more time, I can reinvent myself - and this time, to create the life I have always dreamed of. If you had told me this even 5 months ago, I would have laughed- but this time I think I've got it!
Photos of my life. Surrounded by shabby chic, books, art, what could be better?
My adventure partner bought tickets for this weekend's "Behind the Ropes" tour at Clermont State Historic site. Normally the house is closed for the winter, but they had a new fund raiser which opened it up for the weekend, so that one could tour rooms without the ropes, and see some of the decorative objects up close!
I have gone to Clermont many times over the years; the fields offer acres upon which to picnic, paint, or play. The front lawn of the house is often set up for croquet. I have visited the house, mainly back when it was free; now you have to pay to park and stroll the grounds during peak tourist season. But I don't mind, because the money helps keep these historic sites open.
Because it is a state site, no photographs are allowed inside the house. The interior is the most interesting thing about this house, which was built in 1740, burned by the British in 1777, and rebuilt using the same foundation and two of the walls. It went through many styles of decorative fashion, and in the 1930s the family departed from the clutter of the Victorian era and hearkened back to the Colonial/Federal periods.
After the tour, we walked/hiked on old trails, and through the woods and fields that ran besides the Hudson River and the railroad. On the way home, I drove to Tivoli, down to the river, and carefully crossed the double set of Amtrack railroad tracks, to the ice jams on the river.
It was a day of history, art, exercise and mud - which is unusual for the time of year when the ground is usually covered with snow and frozen. It was a sensory experience, and I was thrilled to spend my Sunday there.
This winter I have toured and hiked the Vanderbilt, Roosevelt, and Wilderstein estates, Mills Mansion, Clermont, and Olana. They offer fascinating tours, and miles of trails to hike. I am compiling my list of what is next- The Martin Van Buren House, Locust Grove, Kykuit, Bannerman Castle,Boscobel, Lyndhurst...the list goes on. SO much richness in the Hudson Valley!
Location: Saugerties, NY.
Temp: 45 degrees
Weather: full sun River Conditions: all ice nearly gone. Low Tide.
Total mileage for the day: 6.5 miles
Path: slightly muddy
Ice conditions: mostly melted, save for a few chunks washed upon the shore.
Lunch: Hudson Valley Desserts
Price: 4.95 for soup and buttered roll
Value: excellent and lovely staff
Difficulty: (trail from trailhead to lighthouse) easy. Flat, maybe 1/2 mile in. ?
Splendid day to walk and catch views of the mountains along the Hudson River on the path to the Saugerties lighthouse. I had wished I bought a picnic and lunched on the river. The sun was warm on the lighthouse deck - the sky and water such wonderful blues. We then walked from the lighthouse into town for soup and cookies. Excellent choice of venue and we and loved sitting in the cafe window watching the world go by.
On the way home, I asked Meredith to pull into the Trinity Church parking lot. I had sold a group of 100 year old photos of this very spot, possibly taken by Thomas Cole Jr. who was the Minister at the church for 40 years. I wanted to see the places that I had studied in the photographs while researching their providence.
We quickly read a sign stating the grounds are private, but a kind volunteer who happened to be working on the church, took pity on our enthusiastic interest in the history of the place, and he let us walk the grounds, take photos, and even took us into the church and hall to see the Morris/Tiffany stained glass windows!!!!!!
I was glad I took this day to celebrate the sun, the beauty of our county, a friend, and art. The day unfolded itself, ripe with sensory experiences, mixed with a dash of art and history.
Kingston, Hudson Valley of New York, United States
Painter, mixed media artist/designer and teacher, I am middle aged but not middle of the road. I live life with passion, and experience it in all its joys and sorrows. I live for my art and connecting with the beauty of the landscape, the arts, and the love of the people in my life. What an incredible honor it is to make such a journey.
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