By lucky accident, I'm enjoying the best weather in weeks. It's been a dry (as in no snow) and gloomy (as in overcast) winter in the Valley which is not what the folks here expect.
Now spring seems to be arriving early and everyone is happy to finally see blue sky. Icky mud season will be short, since there is so little snow on the ground.
It was a spectacular morning and Karen and I hiked up Mill Hill. For the athletic locals, this steep trail above town is just a little routine exercise jaunt. I'm always pleased with myself to make it (slowly) to the top, or almost the top. Most locals don't go up to the giant Twisp cross that dominates the mountain top.
Karen and I really enjoy our easy companionship, what a gift. It's a special bonus how wherever we go, I'm being introduced to locals. She has been in the Valley for decades, and everyone knows and understandably loves her.
Other than that, I've doing some spring cleaning, even though nothing is especially dirty. I don't know why, but housework here is less drudgery than our old, old house in Seattle that seems to manufacture dust. And it helps to have a bright and pretty view while I'm puttering around.
