Well. I got the first 207 pages of The Brothers Karamazov (small print, 776 pages!) read yesterday — definitely the most daily reading I’ve accomplished in years. Too bad my reading room was so stuffy, small, and squalid. (See photo above.)
A brilliant idea came to me at 4:45 a.m. as I was visualizing what my brothers would do to “improve” this campsite. While I don’t have tarps, hammock, folding table, etc., to make it elegant, I do have a rather limitless number of rocks at my disposal. Because so much sand blew into my tent on Windy Day #1, I have done what any good Colestock would do: collected a large number of them and began building a small wall around the base of my tent. I am pretty sure that over the next two predicted windy days, my wall will protect my tent from assault by the invading grains. If it is successful, who knows what my next project may be? (Hint: the Roman aqueducts have always fascinated, and Onion Creek runs just the other side of the road…)
And then I ate a few edible yucca blossoms, which are deliciously salad-like and fresh.
And suddenly it was time to build a fire and watch the bats and stars come out.
And I’m getting paid to do this. [* contented sigh *]