October 12, 2005

I think today is actually Columbus' birthday so happy, happy........
Still drizzling here so not able to wax Bearfoot as planned. We do have an appt. to have our windshield replaced next week in Mechanicsville, VA.

Please take a peek at my other blog site which is for the purpose of showcasing my artwork.

www.castleandcobwebgallery.blogspot.com

The Castle and Cobweb Gallery was my original gallery name many years ago in Castleton,VT. I had a sign that I designed on slate inlaid into a board and batten sign board. I will have to find a picture and post it.

Happy birthday to me - I had a bone density test yesterday, second one in 3 years. Looks like I need to begin taking Fosamax which will hopefully help restore some of the strength to my hip. Up to this point, I have been fortunate and have not had to take medications on a regular basis. I receive the botoxin injections for spasms in my eyelids, Blepharospasm. I received those injections yesterday too. Been doing that for almost 8 years every 3 or 4 mos. Otherwise, I enjoy excellent health but I guess time is beginning to catch up with me. Like so many Americans, I don't have any prescription insurance. The drug companies charge a great deal for the meds and I may wait until I can obtain the Medicare Prescription card. Still have to pay, but not as much.

Looks like it is clearing enough for me to begin waxing "my house". Later.........

October 11, 2005

I hope this cheers you. I did this painting in Whortonville, NC where I lived for a number of years. It is a large watercolour.
I finally got a few paintings put on the other blog site. I had stored all the paintings on a disc and needed to upload them on this computer. Peace and serenity seem fleeting since I discovered a very large crack or spider web crack in my passenger side windshield on Bearfoot. Now I have to make arrangements with a glass company to replace the windshield. It is a big piece of glass and not everyone can do it. I don't know how it got there. My theory is that there might have been a small crack from a stone on the road and then the expansion and contraction of the window caused it to branch out. One positive note will be that I get to pump out my tanks and have my ac thermostat repaired while we are out. I was wondering if I was going to be able to live aboard for 6 weeks without dumping. My use is a minimum since I go up to my host's house to shower etc. The other disturbing news is that there are hundreds of hickory trees here and they are all pelting my car and the motorhome. Well, they have dented the car in several places. The last time I parked here in the Spring, my car was damaged by a hail storm. I don't think I am going to bother with the insurance company on this yet. I received the botoxin injections yesterday and am hoping I will be able to drive when the time comes to move Bearfoot to the repair place in Mechanicville. In the meantime, we have had lots of much needed rain. It is still raining after several days of it. I am going to start waxing Bearfoot today while it is still not raining. I heard a story from one of my children about my daughter rescuing a downed airplane pilot in the Atlantic Ocean off Newburyport, MA. I have yet to hear the story from her lips but she is certainly my heroine. The waters there are very icy all year round. I've been reading and watching more tv than I usually do due to the weather. Bashey and I sneak in a walk when we can dodge the rain drops. One thing I have found with these blog sites is that all my friends and family read my news and then that's that. I don't receive any news back. Don't forget to write and fill me in.

October 6, 2005

It is raining here at last. We are 12" down from our yearly rain total in VA. Thanks to Tammy, the lates TD. The storms do bring much to our planet even though there is sometimes destruction.
It is very warm and humid though. Typical for our area. I am slowly, ever so slowly, working my way down my "to do" list while I am sitting quiet here in Goochland. Catching up with old friends and just generally enjoying the down time. I wanted to use this opportunity to post some photos of autumn for your enjoyment:

Recent photos

Jefferson Baths Gazebo. The water is a constant 90 degrees straight from Mother Earth. Beaver Dam on Lake Robertson, VA. My faithful partner riding shotgun and on the trail.

October 2, 2005

Jefferson baths dating from Thomas Jefferson's time in Warm Springs, VA. He bathed here too. My precious navigator riding shotgun and a shot showing some of his attack wounds.

Sounds like we have more foliage color right now than Vermont has. That is the report I am getting from my grandson, Will in Florence, VT. Today my eldest natural grandson, Patrick is celebrating his 18th birthday. Wow! It seems like just yesterday we were caught in an intense early autumn blizzard that finally dumped 2 feet of snow on the fully leafed out trees, knocking them down along with power lines. That was Oct. 4, 1987, the day Patrick was born. Next one in line for the big 18 is Travis, my VA grandson. He turns 18 in February, just 5 mos. after Patrick. I went with Travis' family yesterday to Monticello HS marching band competition. If you have never been to a marching band competition or demonstration, you need to go at least once. What a thrill to watch HS bands perform in perfect synchonization and play beautifully at the same time. They practice and drill constantly. Our band, Patrick Henry High received an award of Excellent. It was a lovely fall evening sitting on the stands with the sun setting. The previous evening, I joined my family at the PHHS football game at home where Travis and the marching band were performing as well. Attended church this morning at the United ME Church of Goochland. They have a new young pastor who really impressed me. His overriding message is Love. All those biblical rules and the last of these is LOVE. I wonder if we are finally getting it. I hope so. I watch people helping people - not just white's helping blacks or rich helping poor in the Gulf Coast States and I smile. The message is clear, the path is open before us - now we need to walk it. I am putting some new photos on this page, hope you enjoy them as I did taking them. Also watch for my new blog site showcasing my paintings.

September 30, 2005

Photo is of windjammer on Seneca Lake in New York State. I can't believe it is the last day of September already. I have been in black out with no cell service and no computer availability so haven't been able to post. I moved from Lake Robertson, VA on Sept. 26th to the KOA in Charlottesville, VA. I thought it would be better but surprise, surprise - it was more isolated there. I realized at these times how much I depend on being able to communicate with the outside world. I may be a hermit but I need to touch my family and friends through electronic means when I am unable to do so in the physical. Sebastian seems to be fully recovered although still showing his scars. My back is a bit better and the flash-back images of the event have ceased. Time will be our medicine. We are parked in Goochland at my friend's home, the Sumners. It is good to be "home". Goochland looks and feels great! The weather is splendid fall weather although it is supposed to get hot again and remain so throughout October. I have a long "to do" list for this month. All the personal maintenance stuff, car stuff, exchangeing clothing from storage unit to and from MH, banking, voting and catching up with my VA family. Starting tomorrow actually! Travis is part of a marching band competition in Charlottesville tomorrow night. I will ride over with Lisa and family. I enjoy hearing the HS bands especially the marching bands. They are very colorful, energetic and play lots of brass which is my personal favorite. VA spends a great deal on their music programs. They don't cut out their arts programs as they do in other areas. The quality of the music performances is evidence of what has been invested by the schools and by the parents. Travis, my grandson in VA, is a gifted trumpet player and as a senior will go on to do something with his music. I am very pleased to find that our family has another trumpet player upcoming in Joe - yes, that is Joe the green bean planter. Now that makes 3 trumpet players altogether. We also have a drummer and a singer. We have a combo!!
The leaves have begun to color and fall here in Virginia. It is very dry this fall. We are actually down about 11" from our expected rainfall for the year.
I fretted for a few days about climbing back up the mountain from the KOA to I 64 to make the easterly trip to Goochland. Route 20 was steep and curvy in parts from Monticello down to the campground, a distance of 7 miles or so. But Bearfoot scooted up those hills hell-bent-for-election on Thursday. I guess he wanted to get to Goochland too. I don't know if I mentioned it in my previous post when I wrote of the problem with the battery knife switch being disengaged causing Bearfoot to quit while underway but I have a problem opening Bearfoot's hood. I felt embarrassed when my son asked if I had opened the hood after the incident as we are trouble shooting on the phone. I felt like a somewhat inadequate female when I confessed that no I had not opened the hood. I need to explain that opening the hood is a totally exhausting endeavor for me. It takes all my strength in both hands, arms and feet since I brace my feet on either side of the latch release. If it is a hot day, forget it - if I manage to get it open, I have to lie down for an hour afterwards. Well, since the incident, I am making a concerted effort to open the hood more often hopefully to "wear it in" or something like that. I have to muster my will before approaching it and then declare loudly, "you will open!!" It does after a herculean effort on my part pulling and bracing. Part of me wishes, the machine of Bearfoot would just run from service to service without my ever having to look "in there" but it doesn't seem to work that way. Happy Fall to all my loyal readers-

September 21, 2005

Back at the Black Dog Cafe again in Lexington using their wireless connection. Not much time to write however since Sebastian is sitting in the car. It is very hot here and even though I parked in the shade, I dont' want to leave him alone for a long while. We had another traumatic event on Sunday. We were making our rounds in the campground when a huge Akita dog leaped out of a camper and attached Sebastian. They wrapped around me and knocked me down with the leash. I was screaming in helpless ness. I just wanted to get that dog off Bashey. The owner came out in barefeet and somehow got the dog off. Bash was bitten several times in his rump and hind leg. I took him to the vet and they sedated him so they could shave the hair and clean the wounds. He is going back to the vet today since his leg is swollen and the bruise is very bad. Poor little guy, he would never be the aggressor. He didn't even fight back. I think he also felt upset since he saw me go down and he couldn't protect me. I am sore and briused but will be fine in a few days. The campground is very quiet right now because it is off season. Actually, it is quite lonely and a little scary at night. This is a State Park so it is remote. We are in the middle of a drought and the water level in the Lake is low. I took the kayak down once but got slime all over it so haven't been back. I do love to hike the trails around it but am waiting for Bashey to be able to go with me. I plan to leave here Sept. 29th and hopefully attend a Native American teaching with a Mohawk elder on the way back to Goochland. I will be in Goochland on Oct. 1st or 2nd. I am eager to see my VA family too. Photo is of Watkins Glen. Note to cousin, Marion. The grapes are being harvested right now in the Finger Lakes Region. The lake photo is of Lake Robertson where I am camped out now. The adventure continues--

September 15, 2005

For those of you who ask "where the heck is she"? I am in Lexington VA posting while sitting in the Black Dog Cafe on Nelson St. Bearfoot is parked at the state park in Collierstown, Lake Robertson. We arrived here a day early on the 13th. I started working as the park host the following day. It is very quiet up there at this time of the year except on weekends so I am not exactly worked to death. I did help plant mums this morning though after cleaning the comfort stations. The site I have been given is really nice. It is protected under a canopy of trees and since it is very hot here, it is a blessing to be shaded. We have a tiered area down to the fire pit. I sat by the fire last night until time to crawl under the covers. It does get cool at night here in the mountains. I had my first scary experience on the trip down Route 15 through PA. Of course, there is no way around the steep PA Allegany mts. You gotta go over 'em somehow! US 15 is really a great road though. There is not nearly the volume of traffic as on I 81. But it does climb up and over and then drop down through some snaky passes. Trucks like me, gear down to save our brakes. It was breathtakingly beautiful coming down the mountains on sunday. I took 180 which is a beltway and pulled over on the shoulder to take a quick break. Bearfoot wouldn't start. Nothing! I have an aux start switch on the panel so I used it and he started up. Well, I knew somethiing was wrong but went on for another 5 miles or so when he quit again only this time while underway at 55 mph. There are no brakes or power steering - the most hopeless feeling in the world esp. driving 11 tons of vehicle not counting the tow car. My mind was crystal clear though as I reached with my left hand to hold down the aux start switch, while my right hand shifted to neutral, then quickly turned the key to the start position. It is a good thing I was going in a straight line. He started right up and we were in business again but I knew I had to stop somewhere. I came off the ramp at a Citgo station in New Columbia, PA. , called my roadside assistance service. They were very kind but couldn't get a tow for me until monday but they wanted to be sure I was safe for the night where I was. I put in a call to my son, Matt, in Vermont, left a message and lay down for a nap. He called a couple of hours later and began troubleshooting, something he does very well. He said he felt it had to be in the knife switch I have on one battery. He also said I had to open the hood!!! I don't like to open the hood and always put it off since it takes superwoman powers to open it. It is always frustrating and upsetting. But I did open it after pulling, tugging and saying words that my daddy taught me. Sure enough, there was that knife switch opened without any connection at all. I closed the connection and Bearfoot started right up. Thank you Matt!! By that time, it was late and I was exhausted so I went to a campground just down the road to spend the night. Candy Hill it is called, sounds pretty doesn't it but next door is a livestock auction house. The poor young veal cattle called all night for their mother's. Couldn't wait to get out of there. I went straight through to Lexington on I 81 which was not too bad. The surface is much better in VA than in PA. I am going to try to post some pics of the Grand Prix in Watkins Glen but don't know if there is enough power here to do so. I went out in my kayak yesterday afternoon on Lake Robertson. Saw some huge snapping turtles and 3 of the largest crows I have ever seen. Wildflowers are lovely this time of year and plenty of butterflies. More later ---

Sept. 10 at Watkins Glen Zippo Vintage Grand Prix

If you love cars as I do, you think you died and went to heaven. Thirty thousand people gathered here in this little mountain town in NYS yesterday for the annual Vintage Grand Prix Race. It coincides with the harvest of the grape at the numerous vineyards located high on the hills sloping down to Lake Seneca, one of the Finger Lakes. The wine is superb! I had lunch yesterday at a Vineyard Cafe. Roast beef ribs done outdoors on a grill, served on a crisp, crunchy sesame hard roll with a horseradish/ mustard sauce. I accompanied it with their wine, a cabernet. To finish the meal, I indulged in a grape cream pie. I had never had anything like it before and would really like the recipe. Wow! Sebastian was allowed in the restaurant with me since I was eating on the deck overlooking the Lake. He is such a good dog. Just lay down under my table. I don't think anyone even knew he was there. I want to post pics but this wireless service here will not allow me.

September 7, 2005

I love this picture of two of my granddaughters with a baby bunny.
First day back on the road to Virginia. I am parked at the Turning Stone RV park in Verona, NY just off I90. The people from the Oneida Nation run this park in conjunction with their interest in the casino. It has been a beautiful day to travel. We left Hartford at 11:15 a.m. because I had a call from my son. It was good to catch up and I don't really have a schedule. I arrived here about 3:30 p.m. or so. Sebastian seems to remember that he was here last year at just this time. There are alot of big rigs in here and I mean BIG. I have internet service and cable tv on site here at no extra charge. Everything is very clean and neat with concrete pads for each site. We are on a pull through site so i don't have to detach my car. I will just unhook the utilities tomorrow morning and pull on out. We are going down to Watkins Glen, NY tomorrow. Rt. 14 runs right along Lake Cayuga, one of the Finger Lakes. There are lots of beautiful vineyards all the way down to the Glen. Last year I was able to catch the vintage MG races being reinacted on the village streets of Watkins Glen. Now they have a modern oval racetrack up on the hill but yearly they allow the autos to run through the old course down the steep, sweeping streets, lining the corners with hay bales. It is noisey and fun when they roar through, down shifting as they come through town. Drivers and partners are dressed in vintage racing costumes too.
I just watched Opra Winfrey as she did a special in New Orleans plus I am so impressed by Anderson Cooper of CNN. As i watch this continuing tragedy unfold, I am moved beyond just tears to a deep heart pain for those folks. The nation is once again pulling together to help heal people affected. I hope and I pray that this compassion will continue longer than it did after the 9/11 disaster. Tests of our compassion, preparing us for unconditional love of one another.

September 4, 2005

It has been six days since hurricane Katrina slammed into the Gulf Coast. We have followed the news broadcasts on CNN and NBC. Our media has been accused in the past of exageration and sensasionalism but in this case, I couldn't be more grateful to them for showing the politicians and the American people what is really happening post-storm. The human suffering is appalling in its scope and proportions. I shudder to think what will happen in this Country if we should have a nuclear attack for example on one of our larger cities. We are obviously not prepared. Oh there is plenty of rhetoric but no real plan with qualified people in key positions of authority.

For hundreds of years, the Native American people have been warning of a purification action taking place on Earth. Actually, it is described in the Christian Bible as well. For every action there is a reaction. Let's pray the reaction to Katrina's death and destruction will pull together more people in this country and elsewhere, opening their hearts and homes to those affected. This is the beginning of the expression of unconditional love, a state we as humans strive for. I gave to the American Red Cross and as soon as they are ready, I will donate my time to Habitat for Humanity in the rebuilding of the homes. I would urge everyone to give whatever you can from your heart. It is the opening of our hearts to love that is most important at this time. We all can pray for the healing of the region. We need to pray for the purification of the polluted waters there since those waters will soon be pumped out to sea further spreading the pollution. Let us pray for the displaced people and animals.

August 31, 2005

Today is my birthday but overshadowing the day are the remnants of hurricane Katrina emphasizing and reminding me once again of the pain and suffering that this storm has left in her wake. It seems that this time of year often brings a disaster. Nothing to do with my birth of course. Perhaps these losses/disasters occur because of the transition of the seasons at this time of year, I don't know. I remember sitting in my house in North Carolina as hurricane Dennis hit us for the second time on August 31st, 1998. I was alone, isolated and unable to use my eyes at the time. My house was on pilings and as the brunt of the storm shook the house, I opened the door to the lower level to see the water laping at the 3rd step. The stuff I had down there was floating around, mostly momentos, photos and christmas decorations that had been with me for years. I started to creep down the stairs when I slipped and fell to the bottom. I lay there in the water for awhile trying to determine if something was broken. My little dog, Duffy, was alarmed as was my cat, Perceval. They came down the steps - Duffy jumped in the water, Percy jumped on the floating boxes. Dragged myself back upstairs weeping tears of pain, frustration and lonliness. Turned out I was bruised but not broken. I leave you with this quote:
"It is the reaching out with love to help another that is important. Not the results. Reach out with Love! That is all you have to do."

August 30, 2005

I've been writing a little about Hartford, NY describing it as an agricultural area. Cows are everywhere, barns, silos and cornfields dot and dress the land in all directions. I have attached a couple of photos taken on a walk nearby where Bearfoot is parked. I hope you can see the long vistas off to the adirondack mts. Too bad it is so cold here in the next few weeks and months. I would stay longer. It is a lovely place for me to touch others, nearby and further away. God has blessed me with many souls who need assistance in this life. The mission I received in '92 was to devote my life to "teaching others how to live in the 21st century". The mission has evolved as all things do, to encompass many levels. A quote I like and share with ya'll: "So every bondsman in his own hand bears the power to cancel his captivity".

August 29, 2005

I've been watching Katrina advance on the Gulf Coast. Brings back memories of several personal hurricane experiences while I was living close to Pamlico Sound in NC. Intense time of fear, grief and feelings of loss. These storms create transitional experiences in our lives as well as cleansing and rejuvenating the planet. But they are very frightening to go through especially alone. I felt like I was experiencing a rite of passage since I was newly divorced after a long term marriage. I pray for all the people who are now feeling the effects of this storm. I am attaching a great shot of my grandson in Namaskar (Sanscrit translation albiet loosely, I celebrate and honor the God in all creatures.) I don't know if you can see the photo as clearly as I can but the milfoil weed in the Lake is visible esp in the right foreground. I like this shot and now have it as wallpaper on my computer. Wednesday night we are going to the Lake George Dinner Theater for my actual birthday. I feel very detached from this birthday year since I don't feel my age. This birthday celebration just goes on though with a picnic on the 4th. Don't get me wrong, I love every minute of it. I am feeling the nostalgia of leaving on the 7th. Please continue to pray for all those affected by the storm in the Gulf.

Add'l Pics

Sebastian who was a non-boater seems to be very happy touring around on the water. Yours truly, the birthday gal, with Cornicus who represented the Light and me. Rather than a cake, we had delicious pies. Sebastian, a non-swimmer, wading in Lake Bomoseen.

Pics

Right: Church spire, East Poultney, VT
Left: gorge in East Poultney, VT
Right: Kayaking Lake Bomoseen, VT
Route 30 in Pawlet looking to Haystack Mt.

August 27, 2005

So much to report. I did go into computer black out when I stayed on Lake Bomoseen as I suspected. No cell service either. The weather turned quite cool and windy for the first couple of days. Blew hard from the north on the heels of a cold front. My camp site was quiet at night which is always a blessing. I did some biking with my daughter and grandson. The hills were incredible and me, who rarely walks, walked a few times. But the way I look at it, I am getting excellent cross training. The first morning after I arrived, my daughter and grandson came to my door surprising me. They came by kayak. We launched Namaskar, my kayak, and went on down the lake together. I have a photo of that trip which I will post. The lake is lovely surrounded by mountains, it is 12 miles long and a mile, I think, at it's widest point. Monday night, my grown children took me out to dinner at the famed Greek restaurant in Fair Haven, Vt, the Fair Haven Inn. Our dear friend is the chef there. I had halibut steak prepared with phyllo dough in a gourmet Greek manner. It was superb! Yes, since it was my birthday celebration, I had dessert too, a chocolate/rasberry moose cake and a specialty coffee. Wow! I had to bike and kayak all week to burn all that. I feel as though I have been eating my way around Vermont and upstate New York since I arrived here. Back on the road, the fare will be meager and I will shed the few lbs I may have gained. I thought the birthday was done but on Wednesday, my family had a cookout on the Lake so the grandkids could celebrate with me. What a hoot! More great food (pies instead of birthday cake) and lots of fun. It was a memorable birthday. I missed my Virginia family but will see them in September or October.
Came back to my sister's yesterday. We went to the Washington County Fair in Greenwich, NY late in the day. I enjoy the tractor pulling and the dairy displays. This is a true agricultural fair. One must watch the ground not to step in cow poop. I also marvel at the food booths intermingled with the dairy barns. It is a family affair and definitely about farms and farmers. They have a huge milking parlor gallery to watch the twice a day ritual. Stewarts takes the milk. I watched a milking contest where many politicians particapated. One local pastor was presented with a goat to milk. It was all in fun. We ran into our cousins, Elinor and Bob, as we sat on the bleachers watching the tractor pull. Today, Saratoga celebrates the running of the Traverse. Sebastian was under the weather with a nasty ear infection from the soapy water that groomer who butched him a week ago must have sprayed in his ear. Ouch! I filled Bearfoot with gasoline in Bomoseen on the way over to Hartford at $2.49 a gal which is probably the cheapest gas in the area. The weather is once again hot and beautiful. The pool awaits me but Bearfoot needs a bath. Will post photos on a separate post --

August 21, 2005

I slept in this morning. Bashey and I were curled up together in our snug little nest while the trees dripped on the roof after the heavy rain during the night. We didn't get to bed very early either since we went to a party next door. It was called a Sippalooza. Actually, the neighbors are Polish and most of the guests were too. I have never seen beer spigots on a refrigerated truck before. Impressive! There was a great local polka band. I just love to polka as well as dance in general. I had my chance several times and even though the dance floor was concrete, it was wonderful fun. I did run up to Bearfoot to change from my flip flops to sneakers though. So much food to choose from too. I over did it on the chocolate desserts. I think there were close to 300 people there and they partied well into the night. I came up to Bearfoot early and put my ear plugs in when I laid down. But that chocolate kept me fidgeting for a couple of hours and then the rains came.

I did go biking today. It was like a sauna bath out on the road. Now everything is nearly packed up and ready to roll for tomorrows trip to Lake Bomoseen Campground for a few days. My daughter and her family are there in a cottage nearby. They are kayakers and bikers too so I will be active this week. I am looking forward to it. I bought a cover for my new bike because it usually rides on the ladder in the back of Bearfoot. It didn't come with any instructions. Now I am trying to find out which way it goes on. Since this is a short trip, I think I will carry the bike right in the coach.

I don't know what the internet service will be like up on the lake but will try to post as often as I can. I may have to wait until I return here to Hartford. We'll see----

August 19, 2005

Today as I post, I feel a deep sense of gratitude to all the honest people of this sometimes troubled world. Yesterday, I took Bashey up to Rutland for a much needed grooming. While I was waiting, I drove over daughter Jill's house to visit them and take another look at their beautiful garden. I also had a craving for Ron and Louise's chicken eggs from their farm across the road. Now that I have experienced these naturally colored eggs, yes, they are different colors (green, pink, speckled and brown), no other eggs taste good to me anymore. Their chickens run all around the yard and gardens chasing each other here and there. Very healthy chicks produce very healthy, tasty eggs. Anyway back to my story. As I was leaving to pick up Bashey, I put my wallet on top of my car so I could put the eggs in the cooler. I promptly forgot the wallet and drove off in a hurry to get to Bashy before the 1 p.m. pick up time. Apparently, the wallet flew off somewhere on the Whipple Hollow Road and spewed contents here and there. One of God's angels in the shape of a Pittsford Highway worker, one Shawn Erickson, saw my wallet on the road, retrieved it and took it to the Town Offices where Dottie Wheeler took over. She began a vigorous search to locate me before I left the area. I paid for Bashey by check so never noticed the wallet was gone. I drove happily alongin cellular black out over to Hartford, NY when my cell phone beeped as service was restored and there was a message from Dotti. I pulled over to the side of the road spoke with her and then immediately called my daughter, Jill who went up to the Town Office to retrieve my wallet. As with most people, I carry a lot of important papers in that wallet. The money is not really important, it is the "stuff" of my life that is. Thank God for angels like Dotti and Shawn.

The weather has finally changed to what I consider more normal August weather for this area. I actually started the furnace in Bearfoot this a.m. since it was 62 in there and I am a wimp when it comes to cold. Today I am having lunch with a lovely lady from Dorset, VT who is 88 years and has had a stroke awhile ago. She was very close to my mom when mom was alive.

Am once again driving around in my little car with the big red kayak on the roof since it is not an easy task taking it on and off. I had a fantastic bike ride the day before on Rt. 149. Almost 9 miles of tough hills in the heat. I walked two hills and actually sat under a tree for a few mins to cool off. The views of the croplands here with the mountains in the background bring tears to my eyes. The corn is as pretty here as it is in Vermont folks. The land does not recognize boundaries created by man.
To be continued -

August 16, 2005

Hi from Hartford, New York. Yes, Bearfoot is once again parked in my sister and bro-in-law's backyard. I moved over here on Sunday. It has been very hot and humid in Vermont this summer and Bearfoot needs 30 amps to run the AC unit safely and efficiently. My bro-in-law, Emory had a 30 amp outlet installed awhile ago. I was plugged into a 20 amp outlet at my son's and the AC unit ran a great deal due to the intense heat. The plug itself was frightfully hot as was my breaker box inside the camper. Not good!! It actually damaged the plug itself. Emory is replacing the end for me. I have wonderful Guardian Angels who travel with me. Thanks be to God for not having a serious fire.

As you might expect, since I moved over here, it has cooled off a bit. I took a lovely bike trip in Pawlet before I packed up on Sunday. As I biked along the Mettawee River, the sheep were grazing along the river. Their sweet soft sounds brought me to a stop. I just stood and closed my eyes absorbing the peace and beauty of that valley. I put some photos on the sight since I now have high speed wireless. The rain all day was soft and welcoming. Of course, when it was time to load the new bike, there was no way it was going on the back of the MH. I loaded it right in the coach. I have ordered a cover for it and will carry it on the ladder when I can protect it. My old retired Raleigh now belongs to my son's family.

Wednesday, Sebastian has an appt. with a groomer in Rutland, VT. This poor dog is unable to see there is so much hair hanging in his face. It will be a big job clipping and cleaning him. The groomer I had originally planned to use much earlier than this has been taken ill. It has been a scramble trying to find another who is not booked through Sept. I have a busy week planned but today is a rest and catch up day.

More later-