
Starring Baxter The Wonder Dog.
We translate to Star Base Bryson tomorrow. The other shoe has dropped and the white stuff is issuing from the heavens thus triggering my frenzy of efforts to retreat to warmer climes. I have much yet to do today but the good Rev’s help has given me a leg up on the work. Many thanks and besides it was great fun having him here for a few days. It is 38F over cast snowing and with a brisk breeze from the north. Another odd thing about this fall is that I haven’t been warned by the geese of the impending cold front and snow! Usually the two days before the “excrement impacts the rotating ventilation device” there are high flying wings of Canada (please note philistine Americans not “Canadian”) geese booting at high speed due south to tip me off to bad weather. Not this year though – they must have had tickets on earlier flights. Very odd weather!
There is still much for me to do today though – shutting down the lower water system, locking the boats and sauna, closing the cabins, boarding up the windows, closing the back porch, putting the stones across, packing my tools (no comments from the “love master” here please) and chain saw, storing my bonsai collection, packing, loading the truck and crv and preparing for a quick getaway tomorrow. But its sooo fucking cold out! Maybe another cup of tea will doit? Aww Hell, I have to get moving. The next blog will be from Star Base Bryson. As Caspar Guttman would say – I bid you adieu!





