I’m back. Sort of. Except for one weekend home, during which I attended our Hampton Roads Writers’ Conference (more on that later), I’ve been away from blogging for two weeks. It was actually quite liberating. A person could get used to it pretty quickly, I have to tell you. Getting back into my blogging routine, including catching up with my other bloggers, is going to take a little time, so be patient with me.
My trip took me to New England to visit my friend Linda, stopping by to see another dear friend, and ended with a weekend visit to my sons and daughter-in-law in Boston. Linda and I went to Ogunquit, Maine, for a few days of one-on-one girl time. Even though I live three miles from the Atlantic Ocean, I don’t get to see the kind of beaches Maine has to offer. Seacoast towns differ widely up and down the Atlantic coast. Our beaches here in Virginia are smooth and devoid of shells, holding little of the salty scent I grew up with in Connecticut. Linda contends it is because of the piles of seaweed, shells, and rugged rocks that retain the smell of the ocean.
On the way up to Maine, we stopped in Newburyport, Massachusetts, walked on Crane Beach and around the Crane Estate, and ate the finest fried clams at a little clam shack in Ipswich. Since I have a ton of laundry waiting for me and grocery shopping to do after two weeks away, I’m going to end this post with a few pictures from my travels.
That’s all I can manage for today. Tomorrow I’ll have more pictures and some thoughts to go along with them. I’m looking forward to seeing what you all have been up to.