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After eight weeks away, more or less, Risa is en route home. She's writing this from the train station in Washington, DC. A
very busy place. She knows she's moved a long way north overnight, because the temperature was about 80 (F) when she clambered about the Silver Meteor, and here her thousands of fellow travelers are bundled up against an October snowstorm that is assailing many of their destinations.
She's heard she will be lifting potatoes, cutting cornstalks and sunflower stalks, spreading cardboard for the next potato patch, and doing repairs, repairs, repairs. In the rain. In the rain. In the rain. She can hardly wait. She's seen enough SUVs and superstores to last any sane person several lifetimes.
I do not think it is going north that changed. We went from near 80 to snow in a day. Not much snow but it was that cold. We had the fire place going and set off the smoke alarm system. The wood could be seasoned a bit more. A fireplace insert would be more efficient but then it would not be as romantic.
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So much work awaiting your return, but I'm sure it will be oh, so nice, to be back on your productive little chunk of land!
ReplyDelete@l, as a bonus I got to ride to ride through the great Northeast Octsnowber. North Dakota was toasty by comparison ...
ReplyDelete@c, I am here now and OMG OMG OMG ...
ReplyDeleteI said hello to the coots for you and that you were back... they said they would relay the message... they said more than that, but it got lost in the translation :-)
ReplyDeleteNo doubt!
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