My father’s physical therapist tells him to keep moving. No matter what, keep moving to keep alive. My dad, thankfully, keeps moving.
My youngest and I are about to be on the move, too. We’ve left our cats and our house with competent and caring people, and are headed out for a spell. I’ll send a few photos along the way.
On the precipice of young womanhood, she’s game. And me — I’m somewhere in the Dante dark woods of what I hope will be a long life yet to come. It’s been a long pandemic, a long haul, for me, and certainly for you — for all of you reading my words.
Keep moving, keep alive in body and soul. I’ll be home to plant a bed of spring flowers.
Stony Soil Vermont 
Travel safe and most of all have fun!
Thank you! Looking forward to a change of venue!
I hope your time away gives you what you need!
Me, too!!! (I’m sure it will. :))
Keep moving, is wonderful advice. Enjoy your travels.
It’s great advice. I keep reminding myself. And thanks!
I hope your time away gives you joy, peace and relax!!
We’ll see. 😉 I sure hope so I!
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