Ruidoso

See! I did get out of the house at least once. Photo by: Suna Suna sees life from my perspective by standing on a wall. Photo by: Anita

Suna wanted Anita and me to pose
together to show how tall the trees are.
I’m the tall one. Photo by: Suna

It’s gettin’ kinda cold in Ruidoso [wishful thinking]

And Abilene ain’t gettin’ any closer

—Charlie Daniels

This has been a very good week for me, all things considered. Suna, Anita, and the boys have gone hiking and exploring a lot while I have stayed around the house like the hermit I am. Of course that means I worked some, too.

We were supposed to close two houses while I was away this week. That didn’t happen. Both closings have now moved into January, which will make the Hermit Haus books look really bad at year end.

The weather has been unseasonably warm. At least one day saw highs in the seventies, and even the nights have been temperate. The ski lodges are having to manufacture snow. One waitress in town huffed, “You’re from Texas. You’ve had snow this winter.” Down between Austin and San Antonio.