Winter, apparently, has landed with a thud. The other day we realized that we simply are not getting out of here anytime soon. And it’s ok. Kerry loaned us a vast tarp and we hooked it over the top of Harvey. There. It’s a few degrees warmer, and we can stay now.

Last year moisture from snow and rain settled into our roof and the constant freeze and thaw got into the woodwork, causing damage. Our transmission is not fixed, we did the math, and it looks like staying is the lesser of several evils.

It is cold, yes. And winter has arrived, with the sun often not making it through the fog which comes up with dawn every day. But it is familiar here, safe, and there is a support system. We will do fine as the mountains slowly become snow-spotted and the golden leaves fall from the trees. It is a relief, in many ways, to just let go and make the decision.

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