Ah yes, the grass is always greener! Or maybe it’s the drought that’s so brown. Even though the leaves hadn’t turned, every­thing was so fresh and crisp in New Eng­land. Maybe it was all that rain wash­ing off those white build­ings. And since it takes back­bone to fight those win­ters, peo­ple seem to be unspoiled (unless they’re up from Man­hat­tan and then they are very spoiled!). Some high and low points of our trip:

1. Not need­ing our rain paraphernalia

2. Hav­ing the GPS dump us out at the entrance to the Hol­land Tunnel

3. Hav­ing the GPS take us up a moun­tain road in the mid­dle of the night that was straight out of the movie Hal­loween

4. See­ing tons of stars and the Milky Way

5. Hos­ford Nurs­ery in Shel­burne, Ver­mont — wish it was in Los Angeles

6. Gar­dens, gar­dens and more gardens

7. Dri­ving over 1,777 miles with nary a cross word between sisters.

There is a lot more but my word count is up, and this won’t help my search engine opti­miza­tion any­way, so adiós.

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