There is a time to travel, a time to hold newborn babies in your arms....

At times it is folly to hasten at other times, to delay.   The wise do everything in its proper time.  -  Ovid


After many tears of joy and some of wistful sadness, we have kissed good-bye babies and grandparents, friends and relatives, cats and chickens, possessions, and places familiar and much loved and have begun the first mile of our adventure.  
Big wide world, we greet thee.