Andy and I just got back from West Virginia. We took my mother home to Shinnston, beautiful dry weather: The hill sides were all tan and bleached green folds and rolls with the ridges edged by trees just beginning to be touched by red tips. There was one patch of snow near Frostburg, Maryland, in a dimple in the side of a hill, facing north....
I could have stayed longer in some ways: smelling old home, watching my mother settle into the place where she is a minor star: everyone in the grocery store hugging her! Walking round giving "puperoni" snacks to the neighbor dogs. Very cute.
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