Sunday, April 3, 2016

Ode to Home Sweet Home


From Voler, Voguez, Voyager Louis Vuiton Exhibit, Grand Palais, Paris
Why is it every time I’m getting ready to leave town―even for more Europe by Train!my home tugs me to stay? The weather is beautiful; the wisteria is in bloom,


the roses are providing yummy buds for the dear deer,






and the spring bulbs are popping.


My sweet Daisy looks at me with those big brown eyes


and Marco The Menace is adorable.


The two even seem to be reconciling (unless theyre plotting a coup while were gone). 




My former therapist called it separation anxiety. I hate to leave where I’m at, and then when I’m *there* I hate to come home. (My dirty little secret, why I struggle with being late.)

Jimmy Durante said it best in the 1942 black and white comedy, The Man Who Came to Dinner:

“Did you ever get the feeling that you wanted to go,
But still had the feeling that you wanted to stay,
You knew it was right, wasnt wrong.
Still you knew you wouldnt be very long.
Go or stay, stay or go,
Start to go again and change your mind again.
Its hard to have the feeling that you wanted to go,
But still have the feeling that you wanted to stay.
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, si, do.
Ill go.
Ill stay.” Jimmy Durante


From Voler, Voguez, Voyager Louis Vuiton Exhibit, Grand Palais, Paris
The above Vuitton trunk holds a mattress for the intrepid explorer of yore whose effects were transported by bearer or mighty beast. As a more minimalist traveler, I must now confront my new 22" x 18" x 10" carryon.  



Next stop: Rome! 





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