7/17/18
I had planned to write a story about the wheat farms and farmers of Montana
on the Plains where the Dinosaurs roamed
Day 51 A Virtuous Man
Author: Nick Patrone
I am an Italian American citizen with dual citizenship who retired from the full time practice of Medicine in 2014 ; I still work as a volunteer MD in rural North Carolina.
This site offers you stories of my travels when away from home...
Day 50 Milk With Your Tea?
7/16/18
While Zephyrus and Boreas were fast asleep in the arms of their Immortal Lovers … Eurus was pouting and showed up late…
Very late…
Almost too late to do any good…
DAy 49 Immortal Lovers
7/15/18
When the Wind Gods have vented their fury they return to their Immortal Lovers and leave us humans alone. Even Mother Nature is powerless to get them back to work.
The Yin and Yan of life…
Good thing for us…
Day 48 A Neapolitan Landscape
7/14/18
She gives and She takes…
The Yin and Yan of Mother Nature…
Day 47 Tears of Relief
Day 46 Dinosaur Bones and the Moon
7/12/18
In one day I have gone from this
to this…
Only in America…
Day 45 Entering the West
7/11/18
At peace with the world, I stare heavenward and listen to the cottonwoods whisper a welcome to the West.
Day 44 Surviving on the Prairie
7/10/18
The Prairie is so vast that I have to stop several times today to look in all 4 directions to each horizon to appreciate its beauty.
It goes on for ever…
Day 43 Rest Day in Bismark
7/9/18
Today was a rest day with a service project, painting a garage, outdoor windows, and weeding a garden at the home of a woman with MS.
These are some of my least favorite things to do…so it must in fact be a “service project”
We worked for 4 hours in cooler conditions and had a wonderful lunch. To our surprise the MS patient donated $200 to the ride.
After the project we went off to separate hours of chores beneath a sky filled with pretornado clouds.
Tonight we are inside safe and sound as we prepare for 12 days until our next rest stop in Whitefish Montana.
Day 42 The Brillo Pad
7/8/18
The Brillo Pad has scoured my Soul to the quick. There is nothing left to give…but I must go on.
Cleansed of all previous filth I enter the phase of Survival..the Way to the Staircase to the Stars.
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Time Travelling with a Guardian Angel 