Beautiful sunny drive up to New Hampshire today.  I am staying with the same wonderful family that let me camp in their guest house in 2008.  Got settled in and am gearing up for a full day tomorrow.

There is something about completely shifting my rhythm, my focus and my geographic that is unsettling in a good way.  No cats, dogs, horses, wife, children.  Odd and lonely.  The daily rituals of home suspended.  A part of that I like – the way that I cannot find myself in familiarity.  The intensification of a single, obsessive focus for a short period of time. Figuring out how to stay balanced in that turmoil.  Listening inwardly while maintaining a sharply delineated outer focus.

My friends Annie and Stan are on the road too.  Stan is in New Hampshire on weekends, and both of them will go to Ohio on November 1.  More tomorrow.  For tonight, dinner and “The Good Wife,”  followed by a good book.

More tomorrow. . .