We’ve landed in Savannah, Georgia for the next leg of our trip – 28 days in the land of peach cider and gators. Our first campsite wasn’t what we expected so we put on a little northern charm and got a better one. And it is literally next to a little body of water where …
Last night we pulled into Charleston, South Carolina after five hours of driving. Parking the rug in front of a local supermarket, we turned on our GPS to get walking directions to my nephew’s home. He lives here with his girlfriend, Kait (pictured above).. The road into the city is lined with trees, palms and …
Yesterday and today, we used the hotel ironing board to support Beth’s computer. We’ve shifted furniture, hung up her backdrop and used portable lighting to allow her to reach her yoga students. A typical morning on this, our six- day journey to Savannah, begins with a quick shower, walking Bradley, our dog, in the parking …
The USS Bierko, the name I chose for our truck and camper combo (and our WiFi address), has landed in the south! At 12 noon, we departed Bryn Mawr after Beth taught her chair yoga class and arrived in Alexandria, Virginia around 5:30pm. Despite dire predictions about the weather and Friday afternoon D.C. traffic, we …
The Final Good Bye There was exhaustion, lost in it Barely able to think straight To function Bone-weary tired like never before Some combination of lousy sleep Manual labor, mental fatigue And bereavement There was stuff, so much of it Still After months of clearing out and cleaning up Hauling off Selling, donating, delivering, giving …
We are spending two nights with our friend, Bill G., recuperating from the past few weeks. I have listened to the advice of those who love me, to rest before making more forward progress to our first campground in Savannah, GA. When we pulled out of Yorktown Heights, our truck groaned with the combined weight …
A father sees a son nearing manhood. What shall he tell that son? “Life is hard; be steel, be a rock.” and this might stand him for the storms and serve him for the humdrum and monotony and guide him among sudden betrayals and tighten him for slack moments. “Life is soft loam; be gentle, …
No amount of caffeine is enough to battle my fatigue. The reason is that it’s not the kind of fatigue that comes from 16 hour days or lifting lots of stuff. It’s from grief. When we lose something we love it’s natural to grieve. We do it at wakes or shiva or memorials for loved …