Relative Something

Winter storm season is upon us. If we weren’t ready to deal with snow, we have run out of time to prepare. I’m mostly ready. To be honest, this year my heart has been someplace else. I dreamed of being among horses again last night. It’s not a surprise, since I have continued to post my writings about our adventure, but I’m still thinking of Portugal. This morning is a pretty bold jolt back to the place where we live. Unfortunately, even though this is one of the most beautiful things I get to witness, the snow is giving my trees a follow-up wallop to the recent hurricane-force wind storm that knocked down our huge aspen. We have already lost one limb from one of our biggest long-needle pines, due to the weight of the early season wet snow.

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