The car is packed. It’s Massachusetts or bust.
Tomorrow we teach at Andover (north of Boston), warping young minds in an art class and a creative writing class.
Saturday we hang out with my mom then drive west to Williamstown.
Sunday, I’ll record harmonica tracks on a new album with my old blues band.
And Sunday night, we’ll head home. It will look a little something like this.
So long for now. We’ll try to check in from the road, but if you don’t hear from us, it’s because we’re lost in the gentle old Berkshires.
Fabulous picture!
I see the kittehs are traveling Romney style – on the roof – they’re fine up there. They love it up there!
I concur with Jenifer, fantastic illustration! I see clearly that you will be coming home via London.
Have a blast in one of my favorite places ever, Williamstown.
Mmmm… Eat some hot tomatos and mud pie ice cream for me (and enjoy all the culture and nature stuff around williamstown too), but clearly I mostly experience places by their food.