Back From the East

Posting something here at least once a week might not require “straining every effort,” but the thought of not letting this journal sit for too long does keep catching up to me. As last week came to a close, though, I had got to the point of supposing I’d lapse into silence here for a while, and come back not with a “quarterly review” at the very beginning of next month but a few days later than that. For the first time in a while I’d been planning to go on a trip that didn’t involve driving by myself back to the family home. My parents had decided to take a bus tour out to the Maratimes as they’d gone to Quebec City near the end of last year, and I’d braced myself up to the point of going with them.
( Man proposes, weather disposes )