A month and a week and a day, that’s how long we have until the winter solstice. Then we begin to gain daylight. It’ll be two months, two weeks, and a day before it’s this light again.

I find myself thinking at such times about moving to northern New Mexico, where there is more daylight and plenty of trails to ride on.

I think that I would like to be a snowbird, and head south in October and return back here in April. What keeps me from doing this is the fact that Pete does not have this vision.

There is also the book project, the only bad part being that it has rooted me in a way that I never wanted to be rooted. I used to be watchful and avoid this from happening. Ahh, but we have turned a corner, the second of four, and so it is on its way to becoming something other than it is, a hippie run book distribution center.

I am going up the learning curve incrementally. I am not at the top, and in fact the curve seems to have outwardly curved bulges. I have not fallen off but at times I have clung on for dear life, knowing that if I let go that the entire curve will implode.

Today was a long but very good day. I don’t remember how it began. Oh yes, cleaning the horse pen. Tyra is doing better; her poop is still soft but not splatty.

Let’s see: drove to work, straightened up some, then I had my math lesson, which was fraction related. I am not sure I understood it all, but I will see what it is that I do and don’t know when I do my homework. I do have moments when I get what seem to me to be difficult problems correct, and I think of my math teachers, all working hard in their endeavoring me to fully understand what they understand and seems incomprehensible to me.

What they taught me, and what I did grasp, it is still there.

Next, a representative of the Mat-Su Borough came and I gave her the tour. She was late and left early. She didn’t expect for our project to be as all encompassing as it is.

After this there was a tutor meeting, two people showed up as did a local teacher who hung out, even though she had other things to do. She said that our project has the full support of the Mat-Su Borough School District, but that one village that got books were unhappy because as they told the powers that be, the books were “musty”; this meaning unsuitable for student use. So back to the drawing board.

And there was the dreaded BLBP board meeting. I dealt with the undercurrent just fine by going on and on about my successes. It worked. The addition of two new board members also slowed down the current.

It all went late. Came home in the dark. Five more months. I am counting the days until light reappears.

Next: 303. 11/11/25: The Food Pyramid