Solitude
I’m wrapping up a week long stay at a friend’s house down in the Northern Neck part of Virginia. I’m house/dog sitting, and their house sits on one of the creeks that feeds into a river that feeds into the Rappohannok River, which feeds into Chesapeake Bay.
It’s over three hours from my house in the ‘burbs and life definitely is slower and quieter down here. It’s been a nice change of pace. While I am looking forward to getting back to the wife and my own stuff, I’ll miss the solitude. Nothing like hanging out on the dock with a beer watching the sun go down. Could easily get used to it.