“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt
Last one in my little Woodstock series… Time to wrap it up and move on to the next adventure… Since I didn’t really share any pictures of the official town of Woodstock, I thought I would here as a fare thee well…
Thursday morning came way too soon. The end of our little getaway-from-reality-and-live-in-the-moment escape was almost over.
We – okay, I – made one last breakfast using whatever leftovers from our little grocery expeditions: smoked turkey, peppers, cheese, bread, and made a variation of a high-end grilled cheese. B, of course, had a couple extra crêpes as well. Any leftovers were going home with him and since I had made a ridiculous quantity, he was sure to have himself another breakfast back home; and, if his daughter was lucky, she might have some too! (I did learn later that he did share…the pancakes but not the garden vodka!)
We had to pack up and be out of the Airbnb by 11 am so, after breakfast and a shower, we packed up and loaded our cars. Then, loathe to part so soon, we took one last drive into the town proper, parked the car and strolled, while we chatted and I snapped pics. We marvelled at how easy our three days had been. We had become friends on line and our three days together just solidified that friendship. We had found our beat and went with it. A suggestion here, an idea there and we were in total cahoots. So very glad I can never say I shoulda, coulda, woulda.
“The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life
The town really does have a nice artsy vibe to it and shows how it has been, not just a hippie town (though, of course, it still is) but a town that welcomes artists of all kinds. They still hold various festivals to this day.
You have the requisite head shops because, you know, Woodstock!
And there are lovely homes and buildings of all sorts.
As well as really funky joints and places to sit.
Though this sign explained the reason for the sad state of the flag, it was the car that drew me. I had the feeling the car has been there as long as the flag has in memory of 9/11.
One last one before I go… A lovely stream goes through part of the town, so I had to capture it.
There was still much to see but no more time to do so. B drove us back to my car, we hugged and kissed and went our separate ways, basking in the memories we created.
“The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye…until we meet again”
― Jimi Hendrix
My dear friend,
It sounds like a wonderful mini-vacation. I’m sorry I have missed so much because….well…..life. It’s heartening though to see you haven’t let my neglect slow you down. Live, lovely. Live. 😘❤
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My dear Sister from another Mister,
It was great… I forgot to add the links to parts 1-3! Oh well…
And dahlink… I live to LIVE! xoxo
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Humph. I wanna go. Oh well, I’ll be content with Glastonbury.
Do you pick up the same vibes as I do at Glastonbury (though it’s been a few years since I’ve been there, and I’m talking of the town, not the festival); so many people have moved to the area with their dream of peace and hearts full of love that I swear the town emanates love. Though it could, of course, be the amount of cannabis smoked. But no, you walk the streets and there are as many Buddhist monks and Catholic nuns as there are aging hippies. Is Woodstock like that? Or is it over-commercialised?
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So glad this was good enough for you to wanna go…
There is such a good vibe and being such a small town, one would think it could have become over-commercialised. I didn’t feel that at all. It felt just a bit touristy but in a good way, if that makes any sense. It’s just regular folk walking around… nothing more than what you would find elsewhere stood out (everywhere there is a kook or two 😉 )
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A bit like Glastonbury then, except there are more than a few kooks (or there was last time I was there). Nice kooks, friendly kooks, totally off their heads kooks.
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I like me some kooks… 😉
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I can almost hear Janis singing in the background. Had a convo just this past Tuesday about Woodstock. Nice of you to share a throwback with us! 🤗
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Eric!!! There you are! Were your ears buzzing? I was thinking of you recently…
You can always check out parts 1 to 3 😉
So very, VERY glad to see you here… xo
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A rare WordPress ‘drop-in’ for me, Dale. It was good to come across your post in my Reader. I trust and hope you are living life fully. Your share implies that you are. 😊
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I am indeed… And still very happy to see you…
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Thanks for sharing your fare-thee-well. I’m so happy that you had a great time with someone special.
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Thank you for reading it! It was truly a wonderful time.
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A fitting conclusion to a terrific stay. Glad it was so rewarding.
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Thank you, kind sir… or as another calls you, Boss! Glad you enjoyed the conclusion to my little series.
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It was terrifc.
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Truly a visual paradise 😊
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Grazie, bella! 🙂
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What a delightful trip! Those of us “of a certain age” will always smile when we think of Woodstock! I have a Janis LP framed on my wall. LOL! Makes me feel young…I like to pretend! 🙂
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Love it, Debra!
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The days always go by too fast when you’re having a magical time with someone special, I agree! I’m so happy you had such a great trip — thanks for sharing it with us!
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They sure do! And I really did.
Thanks for reading along!
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B,
Those three days really did feel like five minutes time. But hell if that five minutes time didn’t runneth over with so many laughs, thoughts, stories and food . . served up by a lovely chef!
The pics are as delicious as the food was!
And the song choice is magnifique!
Peace, “chin-chin ups”, streams, music, crepes, strolls and special company
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Q,
They really did, didn’t they?
Tell me about it! Well, when the diner appreciates the food, the chef is pleased…
Glad I was able to share it all with you, mi amigo.
Peace, saludes!, trespassing, music, crêpes, bloody-mary grilled cheeses and very special company
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And those umm, funny herbs from the garden. That too. . . 😉
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Riiight… those too 😉 And the beer, and the bourbon and let us not forget those Bloody Caesars…
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Hail Caesars!
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Ya baby! Specially with garden vodka…
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Makes all the difference . . .
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That it do… I must admit I impress all who sample this special elixir…
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Of this, there is no doubt.
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🙂
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Thanks for sharing your fantastic weekend. Your pictures are wonderful.
The Blues Brothers are also in Midway Airport in Chicago.
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It did feel like a long.weekend that went by too fast. So glad you enjoyed my getaway
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Those funny herbs from the garden? I bet they didn’t go in a salad. 🙂
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Whyever would you say that?? Whatever could you possibly be implying?
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I’m very glad you said yes to this adventure Dale, it’s been great fun sharing it with you.
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So am I! And it’s been fun sharing it with you all and seeing that you are enjoying my little getaway.
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Brilliant 💜
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You are sweet 🧡
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But I am honest too 😉💜
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Awwwww
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💜💜
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Dear Dale,
What a lovely trilogy you’ve written. Thank you for sharing it with the rest of us. I would love to go there some day. That head shop looks like my kind of place. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
A trilogy in four parts 😏… It was worth the trip for sure. And that shop? So. Much. Stuff!!
Lotsa love,
Dale
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I see what you did there. Cute, my friend. Cute. ❤
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I have my moments.. 😉
xoxo
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Beautifully described and photographed, Dale, makes me want to go to Woodstock, of course. Sounds like you two really got one well. It takes courage to meet a virtual friend that way but your posts are proof it should be done.
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Thanks, Jilly! I can tell you, neither one of us has regrets, that’s for sure! We were two like-minded “hippies” enjoying the moment.
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JANIS!! What a great way to wrap up a trip to Woodstock. So are you THE ‘Q’ (and foodie phenom) Sorryless referred to in his Woodstock posts? I’m guessing that far more Triumph cars look like that red one. They don’t age all that well.
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Awk…would you mind editing out that ‘sticky’ and out of place typo (the ‘m’)? I’d be ever grateful.
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Will do…
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You’re the best! Thanks.
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By the way… done 😉
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Aw, you’re too kind. Thanks!
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Got my moments 😉
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Yes, Janis all the way! Thank you, Monika! And yes, I am THE Q…
I’m thinking you may be right re the Triumph…
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Very nice tour for me! You sure had a fab time. The quotes are perfect, and Janis at the end is perfect. I listen to Janis w/Big Brother a lot, and I adore Summertime. It’s my fave version of it, ever.
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So hlad you enjoyed, Resa. My fave version as well
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I’m just getting caught up with you. It sounds like it was a wonderful adventure. I’m going to have to get to Woodstock someday. I’ve never been there (other than through the music and the movie, of course).
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It was indeed. I really enjoyed it…
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