Summer Home

   Instead of Summer Home it seems more like a WINTER home. So we left Rawlings the other day and headed right into the teeth of a Winter storm hitting the Uinta mountain range, the mountain range where I settle down for the summer. As I'm parking the Starship I look around at the threatening clouds and think "what am I doing"? It seems as though it was just a couple of weeks back I was sitting on the edge of a beautiful private lake, palm trees, a light breeze, and baking in the southern Florida sun, and I gave it all up for this. I have never pretended to be all that smart and once in a while I prove it. Everyone here promise that this is just a fleeting moment in time. Fleet, yeh I seem to recall a product by the name of Fleet, which I feel as though I am getting right now. Got to go now, I need to turn up the heater.