Himself has a block, a writers block. He has not made an entry for over a month. I have been silent, giving him space, but he still does not write. I think, then, the remedy is to take him to III. We will go to Too tomorrow evening. I imagine that we will winterize the cabin; lock her down for winter. Not that we won't go again this fall but at this time of year, you never know what Mother Nature has in store. So to protect against a freeze, snow or just plain cold temperatures, we will need to close her down. Then, Saturday morning, we will head to III. We hope to get out into that beautiful timber and a have a look see. Maybe cut some trails. Look around to see where we might situate a house in a year or two. We are taking an extra day and will stay until Monday. We are anxious; can't wait! Our weather forecasters are predicting a beautiful weekend. 70 degree highs. Lows in the mid 40s. A fire in the woodburner will feel good at night or first thing in the morning, to take the chill off but Himself shouldn't have to get up in the night to add firewood -- not if we go prepared. And we will.
I have faith that on our return, Himself just might have something to say. the other side
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