Moving day
Sunday, 9 August 2026
Somebody knows we’re leaving, and his new perch is going with us….
Just after I took this bee picture, and smiling, friendly older fellow in a dashing panama who was stretching his legs nearby invited me to do a few samba steps. It may sound like it could have been creepy, but it wasn’t at all. He gave a little bow and a thank you afterwards. I thanked him back.
We crossed a few rivers—this is over the Hudson—
…and passed through many states (New England proportions, not Midwest and Western). Yawn.