While I very much enjoyed my time in Croatia, I didn't think that once I'd left I miss too many things. Well on Monday afternoon, I had a hankering for coffee. Not only did I have coffee in the cabinet but also a machine to brew it in! It smelled so good ... until I took a sip. Nothing will ever be the same as those bijela kavas (literally, white coffee) from Torte i To or Lagvic. Of course it wasn't Illy coffee but I haven't located that yet on the shelves at the Indian Hill Trading Post. They do have cilantro though!
It's been kind of a quiet week ... haven't seen much in the way of wildlife. I saw some moose tracks and bear skat on the road right near our house. So, I know our bear friend is still lurking nearby. I try to stay in the house during prime feeding hours (dawn and dusk) but did manage to finish stacking that fourth cord of wood yesterday, while keeping a watchful eye out for unwanted visitors.
Garrick doesn't seemed to think the dawn and dusk rule applies to him though ... he has made friends with the neighbors and rode his bike home the other night 45 minutes after sunset. It's only a mile and a half from their house to ours, down a narrow, overgrown dirt road. I guess when you're thirteen, you are invincible, especially when the neighbor is an eighth-grade girl with a friend visiting from Germany.
Maybe he needs to spend some more time splitting wood???
We took a trip out of the woods on Sunday. I didn't know it was possible to spend over three hours in a Walmart! We bought so much 'stuff' we had to go through the checkout line twice ... the first time with two cart loads' full and the second time with three carts. The sad part is that it seems as if we've hardly made a dent. Six months' worth of dry goods is a lot of stuff! Luckily we have another month to stockpile before the road gets bad and they close it until May.
Off to Boston for the weekend to watch a little college football (could you actually call a Lehigh-Harvard game college football?) and catch up with some friends.
Karyn
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I can't believe at 13 Garrick only has a bike. Where is that motorized vehicle? Out in the boonies no one will catch him driving the car. Or at least an ATV or dirt bike. With those he can outrun the bear....maybe.
Dale - Garrick dreams every day to have a dad like you! Instead he's stuck with me. I promised him we'd get a snowmobile though once the snow gets deep enough.
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