If you read Betsy’s blog you know that she has left me to spend a few days in Maggie Valley, North Carolina, with her childhood girlfriends. I’m optimistic that the separation will be temporary and that Betsy will soon be back home.
Betsy and the girls are in a beautiful cabin fairly high up in the mountains above Maggie Valley. The road to the cabin is probably the worse I’ve driven on. For the first time I had doubts as to whether our Prius would make it, but it did. If Betsy had found a place higher in the mountains we would have had to have pack mules.
I don’t want to give you the impression that my beautiful bride heartlessly left me to a long and lonely week. She wouldn’t do anything like that. She’s made sure I’m not bored — the lawn will need to be mowed (hopefully for the last time) and then there are all those leaves that are coming down. As if that’s not enough, we’re getting a delivery of firewood this week and that will need to be stacked. Oh, yes, and I still have a few spring bulbs that need to be planted.
I’m beginning to think that Betsy timed her vacation perfectly.









