The newlyweds are honeymooning on the island of Corsica. The big sister and her husband are packing up to move south.
One of us old folks has aches and pains. 297 more words
Twelve years ago, I packed my bags and headed west from Southwest Harbor, Maine, to Tucson, Arizona. I’d rent my beloved house during the winter so I could keep it for my kids, prospective grandkids to enjoy every summer, when I’d return for as long as I could to live by the sea, like “Miss Rumphius.” 498 more words