We all passed a milestone of sorts yesterday, the year 2023 is one-third gone. Those four months passed quickly in some respects, slowly in others.
The next third is in many respects, my favorite. It includes late spring and most of summer. The days start early, and last late into what would otherwise be evening. We will spend most of it in the high country of western Wyoming, the place where we feel most "at home."
The process of sorting through the accumulations of a half century of RVing continues. We have much stuff to throw away, give away, and store away.
I estimate we are perhaps 2/3 done with this vexing process which is now far enough along to get the car back into the garage alongside the truck. This is important here on the edge of the Mojave as it is already hitting 100℉ and will only get hotter.
Afterthought: I just remembered friends in grad school, from Minnesota and the Dakotas, reciting the following doggerel.
Hey, hey, the first of May.
Outdoor sex begins today.
As a native Californian I found this somewhat beyond my experience.
