There's No Place Like Home
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...