Gypsy life
Stop and Eat the Roses
Years ago my mom gave me a little ceramic plaque – which currently hangs happily in my kitchen at home – that has a picture of a goat and the words “Don’t forget to stop and eat the roses”. It’s always been a lighthearted reminder for me to enjoy the moment I’m in, which of … Continue reading
Timing is Everything
The whole idea behind coming back to the mainland in May or June is so that we can enjoy the warm weather and summer months here and miss out on the hot months on island. The plan is to go back before it gets cold here, thereby living in a perpetual summer that does not … Continue reading
The Gypsy life begins with a wedding
So far, our new gypsy existence has proven to be fun and relaxing – mostly. There were the harrowing moments of getting the trailer pulled out of its winter spot among the trees. The night before we left we had a downpour. A truly drenching deluge that soaked the ground. Pulling the trailer out meant … Continue reading
Dreams – pirates and gypsies
The first thing that Karl said to me this morning was that he was tired from driving all night. He went on to explain that all night, as we slept, he drove a big rig semi-truck through the jungles of Venezuela hauling styrofoam plates and grain to a meat packing plant. I never have such … Continue reading
