Ben and Lily and I are off to the northcountry. Up there, we have no electricity or running water. Seven sweet days of reading, swimming, biking, cooking over the fire and listening to the loons.
Head north, cross the bridge, turn right drive until the land ends. Take a ferry. At the stop sign, turn right, drive until you see the bay. We'll greet you under the twin black spruce, by the boulders.
I'll be writing, and posting on our return. I'm tired. I need this time away. No cell phone, no emails, no sad angry folks needing me to do something which is never enough.
Peace.
GObama!
