Short blog… little time right now to write… I will fly on Sunday across the U.S. for a business meeting.
Before taking off, I will help seven of my senior pals stock up on groceries.
Afternoon update: I was planning on spending all afternoon on Saturday cooking meals for my spouse to eat while I am gone. He can fend for himself, but I prefer to leave him home-cooked meals that are better fitting for his special diet that is required to keep regaining health after his long illness.
I was elated when my friend who had that minor hypothermia incident (who I found before something awful happened) said, “let me prepare meals for your husband.” She brought over soups, stews, and casseroles — enough to keep my spouse (and an army) well-fed while I am away!
Love comes back … I am tearful but so very grateful. Freed up hours of my time so I can spend it with my spouse, enjoying his company.
I will write when I get to Reno and perhaps even post some photos.
Meanwhile, be safe, show those you love how you love them, and wear boots!
Always happens, without fail, we get a cold snap about this time of year. It heralds oncoming winter, and what some people call “Indian Summer.” Technically, Indian Summer is a period of warmer days following the first killing frost of the season.
Crisp, clear, sunny blue-sky days with mild and dry air … perfect for pulling on my leathers, tall Wesco patrol boots, and hopping on the Harley. My club had a little problem, though…