barnmarche: I've Got a Thing About Trains

The thing is, there are some places that I like to go and there are a host of places I still need to see. But at the same time, there is no place my dear husband would rather go, would rather be...than here at home.

It's something we continue to work on.

As hard as I beg; as much as I employ devious plots to get him to travel, my efforts are futile. The man just doesn't want to leave the farm. The good news is, he doesn't seem to mind when I do. Why, someone at dinner tonight asked him what he was going to do while I was gone, and his reply was "All the same stuff, only without her."

So, I don't know how much he'll suffer my absence.

As far as my preferred method of travel, it's usually the same response when I tell people I plan to ride the train (yes, the train) from Spokane, Washington to Rochester, New York: "But that's only a 6 hour flight," they say.

Yes, I know.

But since my travels are few and far between (in deference to my lovely husband and our wonderful life here on the farm), I do like to take the long way. And tonight, in just about 1 1/2 hours, I'll be boarding the Amtrak Empire Builder...with a host of other late-night travelers, leaving Spokane heading east on the train. I can't wait.

We had a lovely day together; breakfast at Chaps; a Sunday drive on the way home. After which, we'd both concentrated on our respective projects for the day. My traveling doesn't really hang over us, although we're both still aware of the fact that I'll be gone for a couple of weeks.

Part of our afternoon together, we dedicated to helping him understand what I hoped to happen in my garden while I was gone. Insisting that I'm only asking him to do the best that he can do, I did, however, create a small journal of watering schedules.

But after trying to explain the complexities of my drip irrigation I concluded with: If you see it, water it.

Please.