Yesterday was a big day: we left Salinas. Meaning, we moved out and away and that was a lot of work! Sorting through memories, collections, paperwork, (Ted) and books and clothing and more books and way more clothing (Edith). This has been difficult. Downsizing to a house that is 1/4 the size of the Salinas house didn’t help.

And then there is the emotional wake-up-moment when you change your address and you don’t go there any more. This is difficult, especially for Ted, who was born and raised in Salinas, who plays/played dominos with his brother every day they both are/were in town (and they both are/were in town almost always), who never left Salinas except for college and a 4-year stay in Arizona. For me, Edith, leaving Salinas was not that difficult, except the moving part itself. Sorting, schlepping, donating, combining, reducing, blending and merging; that sort of thing. And then there is this glimpse of a heartbreak to leave that picture perfect resort like house with a pool and my spacious studio! But hey, let’s go on a trip! How about we start in Europe?