Archives: 2011 February
The people you’re meant to meet
The people you’re meant to meet
The group is breaking up and the last remaining conversations are meant to be. Speaking of breaking, so did our fridge door, but it’s fixed now.
Pigs in a blanket
I sandwiched a day’s work between two bouts of socializing, and DH installed a solar panel. Then we talked, well into the night.
Visiting Orion
The day was spent in and out of the RV, flitting between conversations and dog-petting.
Tribal living
We went back to Arizona and joined a clan. When we got there, people were waiting for us with big smiles. This was a new and enjoyable experience.
Enter a tumbleweed, stage left
Enter a tumbleweed, stage left
A tumbleweed has come to visit us, and my work is done. We will be going to join a village tomorrow.
San Lorenzo dump station
We’re spending a couple of days in King City, doing errands and taking a break.
An excitement of coyotes
Coyotes woke me up, and I don’t mind. But I do mind being woken up by the wind, howling and pushing at our walls.
I owe, I owe, it’s off to work I go
I owe, I owe, it’s off to work I go
All I did today was work. And then my hands fell off and my back curled up like a prodded caterpillar.
Yes, kaboom
The wind calmed down and we overcharged long enough to blow up our fridge igniter. There’s never a dull moment, really.
