Dear friends and visitors after nearly two months with my son and his family and having been shown love and respect that may not be warranted I am once again in my home. The 3000 mile journey to this wooded haven though not unlike those return trips of past visits…seemed a bit more taxing on this old man. Today two days after my return I still am not quite the same as when I left. So I beg your indulgence a while longer for me to absorb my surroundings and find that mental state of curmudgeon-nes that you have enjoyed in my past postings.
My arrival in Fairbanks at 2 am was greeted like these fellow passengers
with nothing but cool air (-2) and darkness.
The road home was ice covered and uneventful
except for the beauty of the journey itself.
Thanks to the work of my daughter and her boyfriend
access to my home was clear of ice and snow.
I did see by the height of the snow that my dear friend Rose had plowed,
that I not only missed a heat wave but a couple decent snowfalls.
Though no amount of coffee and nicotine will clear this fog,
when I next return to these pages of cyber musings
I will be ready to gnaw on some bone that surely needs to be chewed on.