A Blast of White Smoke

Winter                                                           Settling Moon

Bacon and cheese omelette this morning. Eating out has begun to diminish in its attraction, but we still need to unbox most of the kitchen things. Why? Because Kate’s putting together Swedish shelving. It will hold the pots and pans and bulky cooking accessories.

We walked the aisles of a darkened (really, not yet shopping day lit) Safeway, an iconic Western grocery store chain after our business meeting ate Aspen Perks. This one seemed even nicer than the King Sooper, more like a Lunds or a Byerlys. You can work out the demographics of Conifer from this information.

On a recent day I propped my head on a window ledge and looked out the window at lodgepole pine. Their branches droop toward the ground and I wondered why. After the recent snowfall, I learned the answer, at least part of it. These branches bend, but do not break. As the snow grows heavy on their needles, a certain load threshold is reached and puff, a blast of white smoke. Many more revelations to come.

I learned a long time ago that a revelation of your own, even if well known to others, is worth a lot.

 

The Cardboard Liberation Front

Winter                                                               Settling Moon

Our first Colorado business meeting this morning. Aspen Perks Cafe. We’ll have a lot to discuss. The various costs incurred recently and upcoming costs. A to do list that includes get medical insurance, find a doctor, register the car and get a Colorado driver’s license. Not to mention the CLF, the Cardboard Liberation Front that has been active here since Christmas Eve.

It’s cold, -2 this morning. Just like a regular Minnesota December.

When Holly and Eduardo came over on Christmas, Holly said, “Yes, I like to say it’s nine months of snow.” Eduardo moved his hand back and forth out of her sight. We’ll have to live here awhile to understand, but the last frost coming on average on the Summer Solstice makes me think she might have the spirit of the place right.

We’re trying to get the dogs settled into a new routine. Dogs, like humans, need some structure to their day to feel free, a paradox.