When you own the keys to the city, what's the rush?
Everything is fine here, the house exactly as I left it. What a gift. Yesterday was glorious warm and dripping wet, the spring sun working away fast at the snow on the roofs and the dirty berms of snow lining the streets. I listened to the happy sound of water running all day.
Nova is caring for the local riding school horses this weekend while the owners are gone, quite a honor. So I'm looking forward to tagging along with her and Amanda this morning. The ranch is about 10 minutes out of town, up on Twisp River Road. It's a cold but nice morning.
More later...
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