Sight Seeing...

I have a friend (No, I'm not in love, but I'm open to persuasion as the song by Joan Armatrading says...) who has been showing me some of the local flora and fauna and last weekend, we went up into Pennsylvania to spend the weekend...

Falling Water, truly a national treasure! Mike had visited there many years ago (in snowy March) when attending a training session as nearby Nemacolan Lodge. He told me...We have to go back in the spring time sometime. We never made it.

My friend Voytek always wanted to take his wife there, too...but he lost her to cancer just over a year ago and they, too, never made it there.

The B & B was less than stellar, but the hot tub was fun; Falling Water (stellar, memorable and no disappointment there) and Kentuck Knob (couldn't take photos inside, so bought a book with some lovely interior shots):

And along the way, we visited a couple of historical sites, the C & O Canal Tunnel, and Fort Necessity and the Washington Tavern. It was made even more enjoyable with my own personal tour guide. Voytek is an English teacher and his wife was a travel writer, so they traveled around the world, including 12 years sailing!

Maybe I can turn him onto Warren Zevon and Cheryl Wheeler and Patron Tequila. We are just far enough apart in ages to not have music to connect us, and I just can't see him doing the lime and salt thing, but he does know a lot about wine...

I miss Mike the most when songs bring him to mind, and would like to make some new musical memories, instead of feeling blue when I think of love...

I think it may be easier just not to date at all and not be reminded of what I have lost, but then again, I have a lot of life ahead of me...

I did something recently that I've been wanting to do since Mike died...I had my wedding ring resized so I could wear it on my right hand. I can remember designing our rings at this lovely shop in Jacksonville Oregon, Silver Lining, and how much it reminded me of the Celtic stone quoits we saw on our trip to Cornwall in 2000.

The diamond was given to me by my mom, and was in her engagement ring...so lots of sentimental attachment to a ring that had been sitting in my jewelry box...