To keep me distracted from the loss of Edison, Rocco suggested we try to find the local potter one more time. We’d found a flyer at one of the other shops and now had a much more detailed map. Sitting at an intersection, I noticed a large sign and started…
Poconos (Part Four)
"Seriously, part four?" I hear you screaming. "It's the frickin' Poconos already. How much more can there be?" Yeah, yeah, yeah. The correct answer is one more post after Part Four. After our doily laden lunch, we trounced back into the rain to explore more of the moist mountain terrain. …
Poconos (Part Three)
(I love that I was in the Poconos for less than 36 hours but I’m already on Part Three of this story…and I haven’t made it past the very first night.) I have to tell you, I was in hog heaven as I wrote my morning pages curled up by…