reasoning with no reason while dreaming of a pickled onion.


we Often suspect that there are Other reasons for being places and going places and experiencing what is and wondering what might be and especially, when one is travel(l)ing – why one is There.

and yet we cannot work out the underlying reasoning behind this trip East.

medical, yes.

to see friends, definitely.

reminding ourselves that yes, 30 degrees is NOT the climate we thrive in ;-)

but there’s something more.

and we can’t quite Put our finger on it.

so we don’t.

sometimes reasoning requires no reason.

it just is.

*humbleBow* and *shySmile*


we have definitely enjoyed the Quietness of Brooklyn. 

and time to have tea with Friends. viewerwith a great deal of waiting-for-results (medical) and dreaming-of-what-is-next (spirit-ness and inspiration-filled).

maybe that was it.

when going Away one appreciates the time that has passed and the progress (very american word, we *almost* say it with a short O these days, eek) that has been Made.

but mostly that one is at Home anywhere.

even inside one’s skin.

fancy that.

we’re flying back Tonight.

and it’s too cold to venture outside until we really have to.

so, on our last morning in brooklyn, we’ll be here – sitting quietly at the kitchen table, writing a novel, the only sound is the comforting tick tock of the clock.

viewer-1and there’s a British chip shop (remember this?) near where we are staying so a pickled onion and a glance at the newspaper might be a splendid diversion and a carb-fest to ward off the freezing temperatures before we fly back to the Other Coast.

see you all on the other side for saturday’s adventures……



8 thoughts on “reasoning with no reason while dreaming of a pickled onion.

  1. You may well be at 37,000 feet again reading this (but surely not 17c – how strange would that be?) – and much as some of us love and adore and appreciate New York and New York-ish environs, that cold, still gangbusters in March, is enough to make us happy with warmer climes.

    Fly safely to your warm west coast. And yes, there is home in so many ways and so many places…


  2. How lovely to be at Home in one’s skin with a capital H. A letter I am fond of. ;) Stay warm, bella and then whoosh up you go to another Home and friends waiting to welcome you. Travel safely please.

    1. H H H – feeling a bit Sesame Street for a second – Ha, Happy, Hot, Hyacinth – so many H – today is brought to you with the letter H!


      maybe a Tiny bit too much caffeine before we took off on the jet plane ;-)

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