T’s away this weekend at a writers’ conference, Nollind’s off fixing a roof during the day, so it’s up to me to look after things. It’s a lot of responsibility, especially without Logan, but I think I’m up for it. He was a good coach and mentor, my Borador buddy.
I’m starting to get used to him not being around, the feel of the space he left behind. He was a busy guy so the house is much quieter without him. And trips to the barn just not the same. The horses and cats are my 4-legged companions now.
T and Nollind have been taking me almost everywhere with them. Not sure if it’s for me or for them but I’m loving it. Even got to sit up front on a trip to the recycling depot. I was very well behaved which I’m hoping they’ll remember when it comes time to drive south this winter.
Yes, we’re going south! Or planning to. I love Sid time in the desert (Sid’s our fifth wheel trailer). I don’t know how I’ll possibly tell you all the stories every week but I’ll do my best to channel Logan and give you what might be his take on the places we travel. Sounds like there might be some new boondocking locations on the winter map.
Well, I’d best get back to work. This farm won’t guard itself!