Cold here at Raven Ranch. It is about as cold as it ever gets around here. It is supposed to be 19 F overnight. Temps in the twenties seem to be in my memory as the coldest. Well, we are feeding the woodstove regularly and watching for frozen pipes. The lights have been flickering in the windier times but haven’t had to start up the generator yet.
Rho is here in Tacoma, up from San Diego. She will be out here at the ranch later this week for a number of days. I don’t remember the last time we saw her, it has been a while. So we are scheduled to do some archery together which I am looking forward to.
Yesterday we had a nice walk even though we had to cut it short because of the wind and cold. We retreated to the tapas table to talk it over. One couple was new to the walk although I have known the male component, John, for years. So Lin his friend was in from California to brave the locals and the local conditions. I was giving my usually sort of tour guide talk early on in the walk and at some point when Lin and I were together I said, “We have sort of a salon going on here in the French sense of the word. We walk and talk and figure things out.” And she said, “Oh yea, and what have you figured out?” I was gathering my thoughts at that moment and then somehow we got distracted and the thread got lost. But I have been haunted by that simple question since. Yes, what if anything have we figured out in all this effort, expense of shoe leather and empty bottles of wine?
I know for one thing that we have figured out enough to perpetuate our togetherness. That could be enough although I am certainly trying for more. It would be nice to have a long list of accomplishments but perhaps we don’t. I will ask around.
Here we are on the closing end of the first week of Lent. Are you making progress? Only the best, love, Felipe.