Welcome to formal, official autumn. For some reason a lot of good songs have been written about this sweetly sad season: Autumn Leaves, October Country, Autumn in New York, etc.
Now we snowbirds have to gather our belongings and get ready to "fly," to migrate to a better climate. It is something the DrsC do four times a year: now, in January, again in March, and again in May. It's a lot of work but a lot of fun, too. We always have something to which to look forward, to anticipate.
We've done about half the work, quite a bit has to be done on the final day here, unfortunately. The RV makes it easier as we can shut down the house, and spend our last night here in the RV, before heading out. Particularly on the trips to and from WY the RV doubles as a "moving van" of sorts.
