This one is NOT a dark & lonely crossroad. Where the Parkway and Turnpike meet.14 - 17 December, 2009. And so once again I recently embarked on another journey, this time Eastward to make my way toward home and beyond. First stop: New Jersey. To what can only be described as my 'home state' - the place where I really Grew up and where most close friends and family still reside - did I arrive in mid-December, 2009. Spending one night here, another night there, and another over there - including a long, cold, but surprisingly uneventful night at/around a bus depot in Asbury Park, NJ - I crawled my way between family in Central Jersey on public transportation until the weekend.
Visiting the South Jersey Pygmy Pines: an ancient old-growth Pine forest, not much taller than you.
Ft. Hancock, Sandy Hook, NJ. Officers' Row.
Part of my high school campus. Who remembers the tree?
Where land meets sea. Now I know: especially when compared to the Pacific, the Atlantic coast really is like a big pond.18 - 21 December, 2009. When I finally nestled for a few days in South Jersey ready to visit some awesome friends from school, a serious blizzard sank the Northeast under close to 3 feet of snow and ice for the weekend. Cozy as I was - wood-burning stove, big puppies, a wise old cat, and my favorite kind of Tea - I was close to licking-my-palms crazy you get when the risks start to seem worth it because you were SO focused on the now-rerouted plan. I mellowed before I left; seriously good local vibes and some leftover SanFran-style brownies helped with cabin fever I'd developed. And then met with my Mom, caught a plane, and hopped across the Pond.
Stranded near by snow at Chris's place. Here, taking refuge by a field.
Endless country roads: deep South Jersey.
Snow-dusted prism.
The frosted world, seen from the porch.
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