From Truro

So the countdown now is about 24 hours before the check-in at Logan Airport. I'm almost ready, having paid all bills and washed all clothes and have put together but not yet packed all paints, brushes, plates, camera and other materials. I'm sure I will have forgotten things. Gary Tenenbaum and The Gellmans have seen to it that I have art supply resources at hand. The searches are opportunities for beautiful long walks in Paris.
Truro is breathtaking today. It is clear, as usual a bit windy, and quiet. We have only seen one other person as I write and it is 4:30 pm. I am still not editing this blog well. Hopefully I will improve at it over the two months in Paris.
Here is what Pamet Harbor in Truro looked like on Friday morning, on my walk.

This second entry, as I learn the art of blogging, is from New York City and is about the adventures we had getting here. Tomorrow we will depart (same word in French but with an é instead of an e for the second letter...repeat, repeat for me) for Truro where hopefully we can slow down a little.
These little glitches on the way here included a sprained ankle (moi) and a back issue (John Paul). Both are healing now.
We are making the most of NYC. Today we did serious work perusing the offerings for appliances, cabinet types and faucets for our apartment renovation in St. Louis and yesterday we attended a benefit for Movement Research with Eleanor after I met with Gary Tenenbaum at the City Bakery, one of my coaches for my next two months at the Cite.
Also in preparation, I now have new Paris guide books and cheap American T-Shirts. Shopping does (temporary) good work on anxiety!

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Here I am in St. Louis preparing to communicate from Paris...But first John and I are heading dans la voiture to NYC and then to Truro and then to Boston to get the plane. It seems as though my time at the Cité will never happen. Here is a picture of what John and I were dealing with this winter. We are both thrilled to be leaving it.