And as I turn me home,
My shadow walks before.
--Robert Bridges
After the travels, travails, and exploration of the last months of 2018, the new year is coming in wet and awfully cold. First it was rain--the standing puddle behind my garage never dried out. Then it was cold. Not sub-zero, but nightly below freezing and days that only got into the fifties. Okay weather for a sight-seeing trip but the only ones of those we have in mind are many hours away from here.
So after cleaning up and restocking the beloved Mammoth, Ed's made a few improvements on the tow dolly and put Mammy on hiatus again. He did have to evict a family of squirrels building a nest on top of the slideout sides. In future, when parked, the slides stay in.
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