It seems like it’s been raining for ten days straight, but today, there’s a splash of sun on the mountains lightly sugared with snow. I couldn’t for the life of me get a decent shot, even after climbing on the roof. There’re power lines everywhere. It’s been so gray for so long. I’m grateful to be so busy.
It’s getting cold at night and I’m not sure how long camper life will last. The colder it is, the more condensation occurs inside, and I’ve not yet learned what it will take to correct that. Besides the dripping windows in the morning, I can take it much colder but can Kevin? So far so good. I’m addicted to the bed-preheating electric blanket, which makes every bedtime audible-sigh-worthy, and she sinks into the duvet in the V of my legs and purrs herself to sleep. Very very happy times.
Getting a little excited about having a farm to live on. Loosely planning for veggies and trees and berries- more things to research than anything else.