When I woke up around nine, it was cloudy. It was still night-time cold. I was glad for my sweatshirt. Some snow still sits on the lawns and the sides of the road. I want it gone.
While I was reading the papers, the clouds disappeared, and the sun reappeared. It’s a bright, shiny day. It is still chilly but warmer than it was. The air hints of spring. The birds are morning noisy. They are announcing the change in seasons.
When I was a kid, I didn’t notice we lived in a duplex in a project of eleven other duplexes. We seldom went away for vacations, too expensive, but we did take day trips. I remember the museums, not so much for the paintings but for the exhibits, like the rooms Filled with American Indian or Egyptian artifacts. We went to the drive-in on Saturday nights. On summer weekends, we went to the beach. We lived near the woods with a swamp and wild blueberry bushes. The field to the woods was filled with grasshoppers. At the end of the field near the swamp was a rotten tree. One giant limb was on the ground. It was sometimes a horse and other times a rocket shop. My life was rich and filled with adventures.
The adventures never disappeared even as I grew older. My friends and I were rovers. I remember when we were in high school we used to wander through Harvard Square and around the streets of Boston. We’d go to the airport to watch the planes and ride the subway to get there. Life was fun and mostly interesting.
When I was in college, I took my first plane ride and my second and my third. The first was the best. It was from Boston to Hyannis. The view was spectacular. I saw the ocean and could even see the cresting waves. I loved that ride.
Ghana was the next big adventure. No day was ever commonplace. Even a trip to the market was amazing. Life was filled new sights, smells and tastes. I loved Ghana, still do.
Almost fifteen years ago I retired. I still travel to salve the wanderlust which has always been part of me. My adventures continue. I take rides hoping to find something new. I usually do. I love everyday.