from the road

by Bella Rum



I’m still in bed, a beautiful handmade bed in a friend’s guest room. We’re visiting for a couple of days. They retired a few years ago and moved south. We will head further south tomorrow to a condo on the ocean. This is our restorative tour. There’s nothing like the comfort of old, familiar friends. We rehashed old times last night and caught up on news about the kids and grands and ate great food and drank great wine.

I’m not sure what’s on the agenda today. I’m thinking we’ll putter around a few antique stores, gift shops, etc. and maybe have lunch somewhere while the guys play golf. I’ll think about dieting when we get home. Well, I’ll think about it now, but I won’t DO anything until I’m home.