A Little Slice of Heaven

It's been a while since I gave you an update LL, so perhaps now is a good time.

If you have been following my movements over the last month or so you will know that I left my home in Naples, Fl several weeks ago and went to my New York apartment to spend a very long weekend with friends from Boston, Mass and .... and a friend. More about the latter in another blog sometime.

Now, I'm up here in New England, nicely isolated from all the furore over the virus. I can easily and happily spend the whole summer here with all the acreage, pool, horses etc etc....and I don't have any health problems. Photography, writing and art, plus the ranch will give me plenty to do, alongside a few female friends.

No vacations for you in Spain it seems, or anywhere else. Hope you haven't booked any. That would be a shame. You are almost back to where you were a few years before I met you, in regard to vacations. Plenty to do over here with my homes etc. I will never get bored here or at my other places. I always recall you saying you can't suffer from boredom (spelt boredum, by you). I thought the last three letters of that word were very prescient. Mainly, because you were dumb in making your decisions

You once asked if we could be friends, after you went your way. I refused and I guess you know why. No friendship can be based on a lack of trust LL. If you had acted differently I wouldn't have cut you off. You  would have had a friend for life. As I told you way back when, I wasn't going anywhere...until you did. Then I did, far more effectively. Your fault, your bad decision and your loss in more ways than one.

We are fine here on the ranch away from everyone and anyone almost. The news doesn't make good reading but the government here is mobilising all the power and resources of the US, so I reckon we will come out the other side just fine.

Food previsions are also fine here. We grow stuff apart from raise horses and my staff always ensure there is a good stock held. I have images of you battling around a supermarket somewhere...maybe that Tesco off W Rd.

I have company of course. I am rarely without it and, with Spring just about started, it looks pretty good here. I also have my home on Nantucket to escape to if I wish. It's not so far just over 160 miles or about four hours by car, although I rarely drive. The helicopter takes just about an hour.

I'm assuming you haven't contracted the virus or even passed away, given your absence from social media.

A few random thoughts from someone you should have held onto....

Here are a few photos of a place, not a million miles from here. It's the reconstructed Plimoth (Plymouth) Plantation that was set up by the first Elizabethans, or pilgrims, to arrive on these shores in the 1620's. It's located near Plymouth, Massachusetts.

Finally I thought you might like to see some of my land and the scenery. Photos taken over the last few years. Just so you understand what you missed...Of course you are a townie so may not appreciate the scenes as much as I do.

Ciao