The Maryland Eastern Shore, Part 1

In April '25, I arrived in Western Maryland to an overall scary weather pattern of dreary rain, snow flurries, and night temps in the '20s. Hence, my decision to take the Auto Train in late April this year, with needs and wants bringing me to the Eastern Shore through May. The requirement to connect in person with my healthcare provider launched this location visit, while the decision to travel after Memorial Day weekend was keeping me in place for nearly 6 weeks. 

Easton has fallen into the same pattern I've seen up and down the East Coast these past few years -- losing its personality to overdevelopment, high-speed traffic 7 days per week, and an almost laughable cost of living. Yet, my knowledge of the area brought me to a lovely, comfortable place to stay just 8 miles east of town. I've been enjoying waking at sunrise on the Honeybee Flower Farm in Cordova and sleeping quite well in what is still a farm community. Biking and walking are cautious activities now but "this side of route 50" stills feels like the Eastern Shore that captured me 20 years ago. 

There were a few memorable stops I had to make, but mostly memorable people I wanted to spend time with face-to-face. With the exception of a friend in surgical recovery, it's been a great reunion with each and every gal. I'm always so surprised when people find the time to get together after months or years apart, and we step right back into our usual social mode. 

My health report is good. Car maintenance is done. Storage unit is still there. Mail has been picked up. Social connections are great. It's time to roll. At least I planned to, but now, I'm finding myself immobilized. That's Part 2 of this story coming later in the week.