"Come
right on over," I said. "But be prepared --- I may not want to
see you in the morning."
No, I wasn't setting up
a one night stand. I was inviting my sister to the farm to leaf
through our journals, photo albums, and sketchbooks from our Costa
Rican adventure a decade ago. (And being realistic about my
introvert tendencies that consider house guests and fish bad after
about five hours.)
I don't want to be too
specific, because it's summer and a bad, bad, bad time to take on new
writing projects. But I'm currently fired up to summarize
the highlights of our past journey on my Clinch Trails blog. I'll let you
know if it turns out to be anything more than a pipe dream, but for now,
Maggie and I are enjoying the music.