“There is always a pleasure in unravelling a mystery, in catching at the gossamer clue which will guide to certainty.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”
“I don’t much care where –”
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.”
― Lewis Carroll
The first clue shall be a backpack.
No, no, it has nothing to do with school, thank goodness.
Also, sitting by the backpack, there are a couple of airline tickets marked for a flight winging its way northward later this morning.
Then of course there is the business of business.
One member of this little team has work to do while the opportunity of adventure awaits teammate number two—albeit short and sweet.
We adventuresome types must take what we can get when we can get it!
We consider these shorter timed adventures, what we like to refer to as fact finding missions, an opportunity of building a dossier for later use during lengthier adventures.
There’s history, lots of history.
There was, at one point, an excessive amount of tea, or so I’ve been told.
There is the sea.
Not the ocean mind you or the beach, but rather “the sea and shore.”
There is the famous “chowda”
That whole oneth by land and toweth by sea, or is it oneth by sea and twoeth by land?
There’s the curse of the Bambino. . .if you’re into that whole curse thing. . .
And then there are beans—whatever beans have to do with it is beyond my soul, but they always speak of the beans.
Now these tantalizing little clues should be enough to whet your whistle while we gear up for a fun little weekend game of Where’s Cookie. . .
Yet on a more somber note, I would be amiss if I did not take pause imploring that we all offer up our heartfelt prayers for the families of those who have lost loved ones in yesterday’s tragic crash of Malaysian Flight 17.
May we also join our thoughts and prayers for the people of Israel and Gaza as once again that small corner of the world is perched on its tenuous precipice of life and death.
May we also remember the family of the wife and mother who was tragically killed yesterday in California as she was taken hostage during a violent bank robbery.
Thoughts and prayers for our fragile world . . .
Next stop. . .north by north east.
Okay, I’ll bite. You’re gotten a chance to go to Rome, and I hope that’s so. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
Lord no—-but boy do I wish—I loooooovvveee Rome—no, I’m in Bean town—why do they call it bean town???
Here in Boston. I’ve never been to Boston and as Gregory had a conference, here I am — we’re just here for the weekend but a nice bit of time to whet my whistle for later. New sights—I really thought about you today. We wandered upon a lovely outdoor market today with stalls full of beautifully cut fresh flowers—loads of sunflowers—absolutely gorgeous!!
I hope you heal soon and the aches and pains will quickly ease!
hugs and love—traveling cookie
Oh how fun! I’ve always wanted to go to Boston. Do enjoy it enough for both of us. Thanks for the healing prayers, my friend. You enjoy yourself and have a great time!!!
Hugs and love, N 🙂