I made it finally, and took a walk this morning. It was a walk down memory lane up Dutton Hill Road where I spent most of my formative years. It’s a long one at 26 minutes.
Yesterday’s Word Count: 650
Today’s Starting Count: 14,399
No Map.
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Wonderful trip this morning, Nathan. We got two pictures this morning. The one on twitpic is the place where you grew up and is this one on the blog your sister’s farm?
There was definitely a rich feeling coming through your talk. Thanks so much for sending it!
Yes, the posted picture on the blog is my sister’s farm. It was gray and overcast all day.
The twitpic was the family homestead–built in 1823. Seems odd. My niece lives there now.
URL for the twitpic?
http://twitpic.com/6sdv4a
Thanks!
Thanks for providing the link, Anita. I’m not spending a lot of time online while I’m visiting. 🙂
It’s so delightfully strange to have you in the same time zone! I was thinking of Stephen King’s accident as you spoke about being careful not to get hit by a car….you know…Maine driver’s have it in for Maine writers….and then you spoke the words. Wow….
So, yes, all the “VTIs (vocational technical institutes) are now community colleges.
And, I think I remember reading or hearing somewhere along the way that our memory of smells is stronger than some of our other recollections.
Welcome home, friend.
Ahhh, those thrifty Maine folks—– Why pay more when duct tape works so well. The hint you gave with the sign, too. Why make a new sign when it just needs a new screw or two. I love it.