Landing

The last time I updated this blog, we were still in Eugene and I was in the midst of packing and dreaming of what was to be. It's been more than a month since we've now landed in the High Prairie. We went through the motions of unpacking, puppy training, cleaning and settling in. I am still figuring out what our daily routine is, how to get the flame on the stove just so, and how much gas needs to be in the tank before I get off the hill.

One thing has been fairly constant throughout this time here - the wind. I have never known anything quite like this wind. It blows, and blows and blows some more. At some point, I figured out that I had to live with it and not wait for it stop. And on that day, I went online and bought myself the cheapest thickest Carhartt jacket I could find. Best purchase ever. There are some blessed days of stillness - at least once a week, and you never know which day it will be, the wind drops, the trees grow silent and the mountains come out of the clouds. On those days, I walk the prairie with our puppy.

I'd love to continue this post, but I have to finish my assignments for the online course I'm taking - so for now, the writing mojo will be redirected elsewhere.