New England, On The Way To.

On the beach on Vashon Island before leaving.
On the beach on Vashon Island before leaving.

Well, we are up in the air and half way to Dallas. My Rebecca and I on our way to the snowy icy Northeast to see the rest of the family and the star, our new grandson. He is just nine months and about ready to figure out crawling, so we have to go and check that out.

It would be nice if the airline provided some WeeFee for us serious blogger types. But I can do without. You would think if a tiny cafe in the middle of outback Spain could figure out how to get some free service to you, American Airlines could. Of course, no more free peanuts either. Enough of my whining though.

Lent starts in two days on Ash Wednesday. Time for personal reflection and work on getting any mojo back that we might have lost. I don’t know what I am giving up yet although it is possible to add something, I have heard. I need to settle down and get in this groove pretty quick.

I got a nice email from Anamaria, the a Princess of Viana, who is studying hard in Madrid in a master’s program. Marketing, I think. So, if you go to visit don’t expect too much partying out of her. Mostly business these days.

And so sad news, that Susan that was in hospice here has passed away. So prayers for the soul of our Caminohead friend who has pushed further on down the trail and into the fog and out of sight.

Well, I don’ t want to leave you with that, something upbeat would be preferable. Maybe some farm news. I have figured out my seed order which is a good sign. I am going to grow two varieties of corn this summer. They are both sweet corn, corn on the cob eating corn. One early so it will be the first to hit the local neighborhood market and the other one sweeter that takes more time to mature. That one is a little of a gamble but it looks like an early spring for us and this is the year to gamble on it.

Oh, also, we are planning a camp out at the ranch here for Caminoheads and Pacific Coast Trail guys. Combined energy is the idea. Maybe June, maybe July or August, don’t know yet. Will let you know.

Time for a little airplane nap. No free peanuts love, Felipe.

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