My trip home to New York was full of color, of emotion, a flood of memories. I will share some of that over the next several posts. I took the train so I was able to relax, read, and do some art, although the departing trip was brought to a halt as we neared the state of Delaware due to the train running over something on the tracks. My own recollection of this was hearing what sounded like the train running over something thick, like branches or wood and within a few seconds an unpleasant smell of something burning. To me it smelled like burning flesh, bones. It was very sad and a bit depressing when it was confirmed, announced, after the train slowed down and stopped, and sat on the tracks, that it had, in fact been, a body that had been run over, an apparent suicide, a woman. I cannot imagine what was going through the conductor's eyes or mind. The trip was delayed about two hours having to wait for the appropriate police and other authorities to show up and still more time waiting for another train where 300 of us had to make that transfer. Moving on..............
I grew up in the Hudson Valley area of New York State, specifically in Orange County and more specifically, in Cornwall and Cornwall-on-Hudson. The pictures I am showing you throughout the next several blog posts are both in and around Cornwall. Our first stop is
here where we enjoyed a wonderful breakfast/brunch. I did not see this on the internet until just now at this writing. You do have to check out the photos on their web site. Here are some of mine.
And being more of aware of colors, designs and shapes.......... and having a sweet tooth..........
There was some awesome art work on the walls although I did not take any pictures. When I went to use the rest room before leaving I felt as if I was walking in to an art gallery. I forgot for a few moments what I was there for and whipped out my camera. You will need to check back with me tomorrow to see them..........................Thanks for spending a few minutes with me.......................xoxoxo Jo
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Look! Accordion books!
NOthing like feeling very watched over and protected from the front and the "behind." 
On a completely different note, when I was on the train I was working out of a very small journal, given the confines of the seat so when I got home I felt the need to do nothing which required much effort, planning or thinking. Some time ago I found some original drawings and spelling tests of mine from elementary school. I had torn them up and glued them down in a larger journal thinking some day I might actually do something with them. I hadn't until yesterday. I found some more original torn paper and washi tape and a few stamps and had a ball. I'm not sure if I will add anything more to it but I rather like it. The flowers are from recycled painted baby wipes.
I think this is perfect for week five of Aimee's glue it Tuesday once more. I love her site. I always feel like a little kid again visiting there and that makes me feel good. I think I will try to incorporate a bit more cutting and gluing simply for the relaxation it brings.
Tomorrow I will continue with my journey home. Thanks for visiting. Please come again..................Jo
