|Frye Measure Mill, New Hampshire|
My steps have brought me back to New England after a 30 year absence when I raised my family in Ohio and I am reveling in the sheer beauty of this area and all it has to offer. While there are other places I would love to explore, I am thankful to be amongst such natural beauty every day.
Still, I have a few more dreams up my sleeve and, particularly at this time of year, they rise again just as summer wanes and winter's solitude is on the horizon. Time for reflection in front of a roaring fire instead of on a beach. Time for brushing the sand off my path and seeing where it has meandered to get me where I am today.
So far, so good. A few bumps and bruises when I lost my footing but, overall, not a very rocky path. I hope the road in front of me is rather smooth because I'd like that for awhile. It will be what it will be, though, and I will adapt. I always do.