My sweet old aunt, Godmother and namesake in Texas died last night in her sleep. We’d been looking forward to seeing her again at Thanksgiving, but now there’s a funeral…
We’ll be changing our plans, but don’t quite know to what extent yet.
We’re at a campsite outside Savannah without Internet, so I’m writing this at a Starbucks café in a Savannah suburb, while David and Dane are out fishing in the Moon River. The campsite is in a state park and beautiful. We went on walk on a nature trail in the park this morning. It was beautiful and very exotic.
By the way, friends and family: We would like to hear from you too!
Capac kondolerer. Din rejseblog er indlemmet i min blogroll. Måske det hjælper lidt!
Jeg er ked af at læse om din gudmors død. Men at sove ind mens man sover er vel den bedste måde at gå bort på. Det er nogle dejlige billeder fra New Orleans.