Originally Posted by cpaharley2008
great story Norm, as usual....
We are all fortunate, often more than we know.
What I love about our travels is the new vistas and new people. Though I traveled a lot in my many jobs and had the occasion to stand on the rim of Niagara Falls or meet thousands of people, it all was with the pressure of business or life haunting in the background, a rushed pace to it all.
When the truly fresh and new strikes, something happens that almost can not be explained. RVing has been fresh and new for us, for 15 years now. I think part of it is our pace. We just rushed back from Florida in 17 days, averaging less than 100 miles a day, a post retirement speed record for us. (Pre-retirement we've done it in 2 days and still have RV friends who have done in in 2 days.)
There's now a quiet enjoyment in our lives. One of Ginny's sister's favorite line deals with "taking time to smell the roses". It turns out that their all types of roses, like the smell of a redwood forest, searching for fossils on an Oregon beach.
A marvelous feature of the brain is the ability to multi-task but when you have many tasks running you miss things, you see the trees but miss their smell.
One day Ginny and I were sitting on a log at an Oregon beach after a beach walk. A woman came up to us and says I'd like to give you something. It was a shell fossil encapsulated in stone. After thanking her I said where did you get the fossil. She said on the beach. She left and I immediately began walking the beach with new eyes and higher expectations. We (and our nephews and nieces) now have shell fossils in our homes.
Every where you look there is wonder if you wonder....
(I wrote this and 'wondered why', I guess the thought of raised expectations, thoughts of the possible are with me this morning. We're working to sell and our little Scamp
sits patiently waiting to take us on a new adventure, good buddy that it is.)