 A while after Mark and I moved to North Carolina, I thought about which state felt like "home" to me, and I came to a similar conclusion: home is where Mark is.
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“Let future generations understand the burden and the blessings of freedom. Let them say we stood where duty required us to stand.” George H. W. Bush, 1991  The portion of our trip to the George H.W. Bush Presidential Library that made me cry was the traveling exhibit dedicated to Nelson Mandela.  We left the Bulverde area of San Antonio after a long hug with my dad, a hug and thank you to my sister, and handshake with my brother-in-law. Cheri had the road atlas in her lap and I had the wheel in hand and we started heading east. After driving through Geronimo, we made our first stop:  A quickie to show you a great picture of Mark and his dad after they finished the puzzle that we all worked on over Christmas at his sister's house:  My buddy Ross said he knew of some very interesting photography possibilities in Bogota, and while it may seem very far south from Jefferson, Texas, he assured me it would not take more than an hour to get there, and he was right.  It was raining, and fairly cold outside, but not to worry. We parked just behind this truck and went inside.  Cheri had the road atlas for Arkansas on her lap and we left Lonoke with a full tank of diesel and the interest in exploring. Just out of town we saw a lot of area like this.  When we were preparing to move, I ran across a Christmas letter that I wrote in the early 1990's. Being a little lazy, I'm posting some excerpts here.  Image credit: Getty Images/Flickr RF
I kept a couple of the quilts from the exhibit that we attended yesterday for a separate post, as they deserve close attention.  We traveled about an hour and a half today, to Martinsville, Virginia, to see three quilting exhibits at the Piedmont Arts Center.  I started reading the cookbook Mi Cocina, in which author Rick Martinez says that he could happily meander the neighborhoods of Mexico City in nine-hour stretches, which reminded me that I never posted the last of our San Francisco curiosities.  |
