Not All Who Wander or Wonder Are Lost
Warblers. They roam and skip from whatever tree has the best bug or berry. You never know where they are because they blend in so well with their surroundings. Most follow the migration rules while others break free and go....wherever the wind carries them. And like an eastern warbler in western territory, I feel like one of those gypsy rarities that show up in the weirdest locations. I feel like I'm in my 20's again rediscovering my freedom. Each day a new one. Fresh and different. It's reinvigorating. Who knows where the wind will carry me? Yellow Admiral I hadn't seen my friend Heidi in the longest time. She has always been a touchstone in my life. Never judging. Always finding the good in everyone's heart. And when I was with her in Wellington, I was reminded of the promise I made to myself at the beginning of my adventures...be true to who I am. I am a gypsy and I love travel. And I love serendipity. Since this summer, the life c
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