We will be finishing our second year up here in the mountain in April. A dear friend of ours, Anita, asked John if I still loved living up here. Well, I am getting used to watching the chipmunks peeking through the glass doors, squirrels chasing one another, and listening to the woodpeckers ‘door-knocking’ sound from the rooftops now. That’s beside the passersby, like the coyotes and bobcats. So, I could not see any reason to make any changes in our lifestyle, not just yet. But the gophers still drive me crazy with their persistence in digging underground tunnels to steal my plants. In terms of growing vegetables for our consumption, I think it has become an unattainable ambition. I may just have to settle with growing tomatoes and bell peppers- they did very well for me last year along with my herbs.

It’s a good thing too that both John and I love critters, or ‘all creatures great and small’ as there are no other people with the same interests to socialize with up here. I’ve met a few, but metaphysical gathering seems to go through the

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