Silvia arrives in Maine

Well, it was a long haul for the both of us and we made it to Maine alive. The two of us, weary travelers both, slept until 7 a.m. after the 1:30 a.m. arrival here in the woods. On first inspection in the dark, windy night, we heard a call out in the woods. Was it a deer? A coyote? Some other night explorer?
Silvia and I were happy to have made it. The drive out of Massachusetts was a bit complicated at first, then there were the heavy rains.
We passed trucks thundering down the highway in the pitch black night. Thick clouds of wash obscured my view and the crappy windshield wipers did little to alleviate my eye strain. At numerous times during our journey along vast stretches of five lane highway I felt the car glide along on its slick surface and imagined us both careening off into industrial maze blurring past us. Trucks roared past on both sides. The whoosh of air from the cracks of open windows on both sides of the car.
Silvia barked twice during the journey: once when I ran into a convenience store for a bottle of water for us and once at a toll booth. She remained mostly calm for the entire journey, though sat up a good deal of the time. She seemed anxious to know where we were headed. Finally, after much of the journey lay behind us, she apprehensively lay down; her soft eyes gazed up at me as I drove. And when we turned onto the road leading into the woods, her mood changed dramatically.
Silvia wagged her tail as soon as we jumped out of the car. We immediately explored the nearby perimeter and then, exhausted, went to bed.
This morning, she seemed to smile. Her tail wagging, we both strolled out into the sunlit and windy day to take inventory and further explore our environs.
We both look forward to further adventures, new sight, sounds and smells (and tastes!). Stay tuned for the next installment of adventures with Silvia coming soon!