We are back in the land of changing autumn foliage and endless sporting events. Abraham is back at college; Matiu has taken his PSATs; Dani has just turned 12. Seven is cycling and playing tennis outside while he still can. He and I are renovating my father’s old workshop, turning it into an office so that I can move out of the basement. I have started on the new book. We think, often of our amazing trip, but visions like this:
Have, of necessity, given way to this:
If you are coming late to the story and would like to read this blog — an account of our 27,000-mile journey across the Pacific and back — in its entirety, click here and you will be redirected to the first post and, thus, the beginning of the tale. Bon voyage!