It’s day 4 of my
vacation. The travel adventures with my friend have done much to de-clutter any
stress I may have inadvertently packed in my carry-on.
I found a really sweet place to run. This trail near my friend's home reminded me of running in France. |
Farm machinery inspired new ideas and thoughts of my Dad, a farmer who liked to fix things. |
My friend is one of
the best laughers I know and I cannot count the times my belly ached from
laughing in the short 3 days we spent together. She introduced me to Zumba PIC
which I thoroughly enjoyed and think is very sexy even though I felt like I had
3 left feet. It was hot and sunny, the music was loud. We danced with wild abandon. Then wolfed down a satisfying Mexican lunch in the park.
I grew up with outhouses on our farm but it's been awhile. This one looked so quaint. |
I love to swing. Taking a photo while swinging is tricky. |
Then I asked some Mennonite farmers who were fishing which way to the
running path. One asked “Is there a problem?” I think he thought
I was running from panic or emergency, not for fun. I bet you everyone there now knows about
the lost Mennonite from Vancouver. The mutual novelty society? Was I as odd to
them as they to me?
Elmira is the city
of garage sales. Everyone is having one. I decided to go to one, just to see
what was clutter in Elmira. Would you believe I found this 1950’s New York
plate for $1. Oh the irony. I figured why not support Canadian farmers with my
New York souvenir shopping. That was yesterday. Here it is on the train with me, traveling through the plate's territory.
The sun was shining, so I took my friend's convertible for a drive to the Mennonite bakery. |
We were foodies. For the birthday dinner, I methodically and carefully made the appies, showing off my organizing talent with lettuce leaves and sliced
olives. I thought the xox message for my
friend was my piece de resistance.
Then my friend and
I went for a photo shoot. What a pair. The picture doesn’t show all the laughter.
Let’s just say we laughed so hard there were almost accidents. I love Margy.
She is one of the most beautiful souls I know. I so admire her. It’s so easy to
relax and be myself, to live without guards going up. Maybe I need to
de-clutter stress via vacations more often.
My tagline is “Goodbye
Clutter: Making room for what matters.” This week what matters is friends.