Spring Planting Moon
We set our first new low temperature since 2004. Probably another one today, too.
Kate’s been in Denver since a week ago Thursday. Long enough time for Grandma to settle in and be part of the day-to-day. Last week she went to Ruth’s school and ate lunch with her. A big deal for Ruth, an even bigger deal for Grandma.
(one of the lamer attractions on the road to Denver)
She’s had 8 inches of snow. Then quarter inch thick ice on her rental car. Later, she picked up a bolt in the tire of her rental and had to rely on the kindness of strangers. Has not dulled her enthusiasm although that flat tire coincided with some crankiness on the grandkids to make a not so very good, if not exactly horrible day.
For those of you who wonder, we travel independently largely because of the dogs. It’s very expensive for both of us to travel and board the dogs. We have a mutual travel fund, but it’s modest.
Though I would not describe us as living on a fixed income, we have much less flexibility than we did. This is a reality for most retired folks. (I can hear Kate. Sell that book.)
(the trail to Denver crosses all of Nebraska)
Revision is the first order of business each day except Fridays, so I’m on it, sweetheart. Fridays (or Thursdays) I retain for art related matters. Ovid is in the afternoon.
