North to Newfoundland

Black Duck Creek / 18x18 on cradled board I AM HEADING HOME. Heading south, toward Channel Port-Aux-Basques, toward the ferry, toward Nova Scotia, Maine, then eventually Wachapreague. I am loving Newfoundland but honestly, I can't wait to get home. Can't wait to see Peter and the dogs, and all my friends, and family on the way - can't wait!                                                                                                  This is an interesting trip on many levels. It is great to have Carol with me for the first week, but when she leaves, I find myself feeling rudderless. The pattern of the trip changes. Partly it changes because I'm alone, and partly because of where I am.  Every morning of the trip, Carol and I start with coffee from Tim Horton's - and suddenly, I'm in a place with no Tim Horton's stores. It is just coincidence, but it is still somewhat rattling.  Carol has trip goals outside of painting, and when she leaves,