Coder temperature
We’re sitting in the apartment of son #1. In his absence. However there are two older dogs. Mature, or other certain age, as you wish. One of them loves to eat and so receives food from a ball that is hollow. One that must be rolled around so the food will fall out through the cracks. A symbol for life. And the effort involved is real Atlas up and down back and forth shake and wait. Anything that will cause the food to magically appear because I’m sure that for a dog that is what it seems like. Not part of the hunting mechanism that has been bred into a dog for centuries. Last night the temperature dropped below freezing for the first time. We are prepared. Good sleeping bags and an electric heater and a supply of propane for the furnace. But it still is a shock when we think that before much longer there will be snow. In fact that was our warning. Snow on the roads north of here. We’re still early but it bodes for a long season. Other than that we have learned to enjoy the comfort of a small space. No extra beds or chairs here. Enough for the passengers and no more. If someone wants to visit with us we will see them in a nearby restaurant. Or at their house if it’s so gives. With more than a week behind us on this trip I am starting to look forward to all the other comforts of home. Access to the refrigerator. Access to hot showers when I wish. Wi-Fi that is always there thanks to our Starlink dish. Perhaps, by next year, we will have invested further into the world of starlink. A smaller dish and a mobile plan but for now we have to take our Wi-Fi when we find it.
