Thursday morning, April 26th
The crew goes out before the rain starts. Bridget and Spike eat breakfast and do what they do best — crawl under the covers.
Of course, the first thing I do is make a cup of coffee and turn on the laptop. I hear the rain gently patting the roof. Before long I notice the room feels damp. I kneel down in front of the catalytic heater and start ‘er up. Back at the laptop, I pull up the blinds and begin to read and type.
I love replying to comments.
I especially like it when I’m answering a question for someone who wants to live fulltime on the road like us. I visit some other blogs and make a few comments, something I’d like to do more often, but never seem to do enough. I write and answer a few emails. It’s a cozy morning. I find a can of Progresso chicken noodle soup and heat it up on the stove. What a perfect day for a soup lunch.
I look out the window and I’m shocked by what I see.
Snow! Big, fat flakes coming down fast. Snow? Again? Well, what do you expect at this altitude? I open the door and take a photo. By the time I get back to writing this, the snow has turned to sleet.
The pine boughs keep snow off the ground outside our door.
Thursday afternoon
The snow turns to sleet, the sleet turns to tiny hail, and the hail turns to wind. Last and best of all, the sun comes back through the clouds and the pines. The crew wakes up from their long nap.
We need some exercise!
It’s four o’clock and still a bit cold. I’ve got on my fleece pullover and my quilted vest over that. I bring the walking stick on our short walk. More and more I’m using it as a monopod for my little digital camera. I screw on the camera to the top of the stick and walk with it that way. When I see something I want to photograph, I can steady the camera by holding the stick with one hand and the crew’s leashes with the other.
It’s still a dark day, but I see some blue sky behind the clouds.
I haven’t figured out how to make a blog entry that has photos inserted in the text and then ends with a slideshow. When I make the slideshow, the other photos appear in it, too. So you see them twice. I took a picture of Gail’s motorhome which shows the distance between our campsites. Forgive me for including so many photos of Bridget and Spike. This is a record of our lives, and, as you certainly know by now, they are a big part of my life.
Maybe tomorrow will be sunny!
Once the muddy road dries out, I’ll put the crew in the PTV and we’ll do some galavantin.’
rvsue
rvsue and her canine crew 