A song floats along in the air, a beautiful line in the right book catches my eye and I can't help it... I'm gone. Lost in the unchangeable past or dreaming forward to events yet to come.
This blog intends to paint the path of where I'm going and where I've been as "Jo Writes Down."
~ Jo ~
Once a year about this time N.H.V. packs up and heads out to Winding trails -- a beautiful park where we eat, laugh and relax. It's quiet there, but on this day the air was filled with uproarious laughter.