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Four days sleeping in my own bed, and I have about recovered from our month away. We came home to a pile of meh mail and weeds everywhere. I’ve made my first attempt to uncover okra plants and toss all the restaurants flyers and solicitations for AC repair. If the thunderstorms hold off until this afternoon, I’ll weed the sunflowers and start on the native plant patch out front. Lots of volunteers there. Some will stay; much of the dog fennel will go. I’m ordering a “Pollinator Garden” sign from the Xerces Society so my neighbors think it’s not just a bunch of weeds, which I guess in most people’s eyes it is. Bugs got to eat too.

I have decided we are buying a small travel trailer for future camping. We could skip the motels and eating out if we had a easy way to pull into a campground and set up quickly. I loved the made-in-Montreal Alta by Safari Condo we saw in Yellowstone. Owners Kim and Arty sweetly gave us a tour, touting the little unit’s featuring including solar, so many windows, and the ease of towing. The top folds down, and so just might fit into our garage, yet, when up, gives plenty of height from back to front. I hesitated to think how pricey. Turns out, not a problem: the factory currently is taking orders for September, 2023. Good grief, by then we could all be dead. On to more prosaic boxes.

Tuesday, Jason at Camping World showed us a Wolf Pup, a Surveyor, and something else which I can’t remember. All available, however all seemed more than I want to tow. Every thing costs something. Peg and Bob just traded in their Navion RV for a luxurious Airstream Globetrotter 23 trailer. I’d love the comfort and the room. I am definitely not comfortable with hauling anything that big. Perhaps after a year of practice backing up and lane changing with a baby trailer, I can graduate to a bigger one.

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