The return of the RavenMaven has taken time. She flew away 5 years ago and has now landed in South Florida. She briefly stopped in The Blue Ridge Mountains for a year or so. She was happy there, but the Winter settled thickly and relentlessly and drove the old bird to Tennessee for a little R and R from the cold mountains of Virginia. On the way she visited some relatives living in South Carolina. She settled there in a tiny cabin with luxurious features for the Maven. She enjoyed the time with cousins and friends. She even thought it might be a good place to settle, but Tennessee was calling.
Tennessee was full of lakes and the RavenMaven enjoyed the water views and golf courses. She learned to play a few rounds and touted around her pink golf bag, improving her game daily. The game was a good one, but ended abruptly one warm Tennessee day.
The old Maven packed up the Jag and headed South. As far South as she could fly. She landed in South Florida and has not looked back. There are other Mavens in the area, she is happy. She is learning the underworld life of diving.
Scuba diving in the Florida Keys may seem strange for the RavenMaven, but it suits her perfectly. She loves the Sounds of Silence (Simon and Garfunkle) had some insight into that life evidently. The silence of 50ft under water is amazing. Very Zen like - listening to nothing but your regulator allowing you to breathe and stay alive underwater.
The Maven is out on the water every weekend. She has a Captain, he takes her everywhere. The RavenMaven is back in her new element and ready to Rock and Roll.
Specifically, Fleetwood Mac this weekend in Palm Beach. Be there. More to come, will be sure to let you know how the old Mac sounds with all the original members. Catch me after the concert!
Rock On!
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