My last night on the road was spent in the Green Mountain National Forest, on the town line between Sunderland and Stratton. The road was closed to the campsite I wanted, so I ended up right next to the road. But there were only two vehicles between bedtime and dawn, so it was very quiet, and level enough, and certainly dark! There were some raindrops in the night, but the sun was out in the morning. There were some wildflowers around; this was all within a few feet of the camper. I know the one on the left is wild strawberry; I think the one on the right is a vibernum. I’ve never seen the one in the center before; as far as I could tell without damaging it, it had no leaves.
I went on to Chester, to Six Loose Ladies, for Wednesday morning knitting group, then, with stops at the Post Office to collect my accumulated mail, and the library to return the book I’d taken on this trip, I was home again. I don’t have the statistics with me; I know it was over 2,000 miles, but don’t have the total fuel or cost for my two and a half weeks on the road. I do know that the gas mileage was a disappointing 13 miles per gallon; time to go see the mechanic.
And today it is raining – I’m hanging out with friends, and later will head out to knitting.