When I moved to New York, I worried about not having a car. A car is a source of freedom. I could go wherever whenever. I didn’t want to give that up.
Now I see my car as a necessary nuisance. I wouldn’t want to be without it, but I miss the convenience of the subway. I ran errands today and couldn’t help thinking how much reading or embroidery I could have accomplished had I not been in the driver’s seat.
I guess I’m still a city girl at heart!
I chatted with quite a few people over the weekend on tours and such and found it amusing that people from the Honey Brook area think Philly is so close (only an hour or so!) while people from Philly think Honey Brook is so far away! Distance really is relative.
On an unrelated note, I have the best friend in the world. She drove all the way up from Baltimore to celebrate my birthday with my family and me. And she got me these awesome books to read:
She knows me well.
My parents gave me this one which is perfect since my dad just harvested almost 2 gallons of honey from his hives: