This year we are only staying two weeks on Block Island. We’re hoping to spend our other two weeks of vacation time in Hawaii. Some retired people make personal rules for vacations:-) Continue reading Block Island: 2017
I slowed down a bit for Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I worked on the blog, toured sites close to Hilo, and took walks near the hotel.
Opi, who visits where she is welcome, helped me with the blog. On one of my walks I found a flower I wanted to photograph but didn’t. An iPhone snap may remind me for another time. Continue reading Hawaii: Final Days
For the past several years Tim has been working on a computer simulation program for his former Ithaca boss, Ray Carruthers. Ray and his wife Nada live on Hawaii now and Ray is working on controlling the Coffee Berry Borer. Tim is a programmer working on a simulation for this project. You might ask Tim more about his work. My aim for this post is to tell you what I’ve been doing on my first trip to Hawaii. We’re staying at the Dolphin Bay Hotel in Hilo. Tim has been at work at Ray’s lab for the last week and I’ve been doing what I like best—taking pictures—mostly of plants. Continue reading A Visit to Hawaii: No Trike, but We’re Traveling
Last weekend Tim and I drove to the outskirts of Boston for my nephew’s wedding. We’re black on Block Island, but only for a little while. Sadly (or not) it’s time to leave for home.
Art I find; the art of repair; art I work to create.
Yesterday evening, I worked on some closeups of Sheila’s iris.
This morning, after breakfast, Tim and I do a few errands.
Report from Suzy: The rain has stopped. The temperature is in the 70s, breezy and perfect for wandering around. Most years I start with a ten mile hike and wonder the next day how I could be so foolish (at least my muscles wonder). This year, since I haven’t ridden my tricycle even once since last year on Block Island, I have the inclination to just ride about—no destination— and see what happens. Continue reading Wandering about on my recumbent tricycle
We didn’t ride our tandem to get to Block Island. Instead we packed our van with two recumbent tricycles and trailers and cameras and tripods and Shakuhachi flutes and all sorts of things too heavy to carry on a bike trip.
When there is no trike trip to get to the island, there seems to be not much adventure…until something goes wrong. Then shades of the old road trip return.
Continue reading Art fades…adventure takes over