Life limps on — if we are lucky. I feel that pretty acutely these days — I bet many of you can relate.
Something unexpected that happened this week was the arrival of our grandson, Kai. He was visiting Montana from California and — well — he arrived here.
Kai, now 15, is a delightful teenager — two words that do not always go well together but in his case, it is true. He is, however, a teenager and so is spending most of his time in the guest house (aka Lucky the RV) playing video games remotely with all of his friends and doing his online school work.
That RV is a teenager’s dream come true. A comfy private space — and Grandma’s Cafe right out the door. I made scones for the first time since last Spring. Another sliver or normality.