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April 10, 2022: A Day at Home

A title like this one automatically puts readers minds on snooze control. ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

It is really all I have to write about. The challenge will be to make this particular dispatch both riveting and interesting. I’m up for this challenge.

Another beautiful day, with the sun shining brightly. A bit chilly, but no one I talked to seemed to mind. It’s as though we all agree that this winter we experienced far worse temperature wise.

I can handle cold down to 0˚F. I have a hard time handling much colder.


I could see, as I wrote the above, my friend Fran in Fairbanks rolling her eyes, for the temperature where she lives is always 10 to 20 degrees colder than it is here. It is also darker in Fairbanks because it is a more northerly city.

It’s really all relative. If my sister was here, temperatures in the 40s would be unacceptable to her.

So here, we all keep warm on days like this by continuing to move, and also to stand in sunny spots.

I was inside for a bit. I finished my article, “Stories Beget Stories,” for the People’s paper, a publication that does not pay and prints what they are given. Me, I am just attempting to raise the editorial bar.

I like what I wrote. Embedded in my article is a request for more permanent BLBP space. I hope someone reads it and extends a philanthropic hand. We as of yet just don’t know the right people.

I then got outside and immediately took Tinni for a walk. All was quiet in the hood. After, I took Hrimmi for a ride down the road and back. All was quiet on the road. Then Pete rode Tyra and I rode Raudi down the road and back. All was quiet on the road.

Although my time is limited, I continue to make getting together with friends a priority. My friend Becky came over and we went for a lengthy hike. Our snow packed trails, thankfully, held up under our weight. Right before we got out on the trails, I took her around the loop and then showed her Jim’s place. In talking with her, I realized that I’d like to purchase the place and fix it up. I’d do as Becky suggested and turn it into an Air B & B. I’d have to have enough money on hand in order to enlist considerable help.

In this respect, it would be like the book project. For example, I who know very little about gardening would have to recruit those who do know something about gardening. The same would hold true of home repair. Jim lived off the grid, so I would not have to hire plumbers.

It amazed me how he managed to get so much done.

All Jim’s place is lacking is pasturage for the horses.

But If I purchased the place, we would not have to worry about having uncool neighbors.

Time and money, money and time. One can never have too much of either.

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