Retirement, Simple Living, and Me: The Signs of a Small Town

I recently read a blog post about "slow" blogging. Slow blogging is basically not stressing out over creating new posts and not getting in a hurry to post new items. Since it has been over a month since my last post, I guess I really took the advice from that article to heart!

 With that being said, take what you will from that little nugget of information and let's continue on to today's post.

As many people can attest, retirement has many perks. For example, an inordinate amount of "robo" calls for new hearing aids, back braces, chair lifts, and walk-in bathtubs can provide entertainment on a daily basis. 

 However, today I'm writing about one of the more, to me anyway, desirable perks: more time to travel.  I have several short trips planned in the near future, but today I would like to share some photos from my trip to the northeast. 

 In a way it was like a time travel experience. I left my house in the spring (trees were budding), traveled back to winter ( 6 inches of snow on the ground),  and then returned to spring (trees covered in leaves). And I was only gone for a week!

So even though I took this trip almost a month ago, I would like to share some photos from my travels to West Hartford, Connecticut. My youngest daughter recently moved there to take a new job and this was my first visit. 

With many shops and cafes within walking distance of her apartment, I enjoyed venturing out into the cold and capturing a few scenes of local color.

So, apparently this was how the concept of "block" parties originated.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't all fur coats "previously owned" ?
This was in the window of a store devoted entirely to spices.
It reads, " Sharks love spicy people".  Get it?
Lots of opportunity for community involvement.
I have no idea.
Food and music. Doesn't get much better than that!
  1.  On the door of the local Ben and Jerry's.
    Sad, sad.




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