February was a special month for our family. We headed south to look for some warmth. Elsa and I had been basically house-bound since August 2019 as area harvesting filled the air with molds and other allergens. Then came the cold and lack of sunshine. As happens each winter, our pain levels increased and stamina greatly decreased. It was time to get outside again.
But first we had to get ready. Dad had days of work raking snow off of roofs to prevent cave-ins. Our cousin helped Dad finish off that huge job.
Indoors, we cooked and froze an entire week of meals to eat on the road. Plus we packed, cleaned, packed, paid bills ahead, packed, prepared four weeks of extra lesson plans for my piano students, dug out summer clothes, packed, and more.
By the end of January, we were tired, but we were ready to hit the road!
What a pleasant surprise to find signs like this in the rest-stops of a forward-thinking state.
"This facility does not use scented hand soaps or air fresheners in recognition of the potential allergic reactions to some of our guests. Your understanding is appreciated."
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| At this point, people were not yet mistaking our masks as connected to the current health crisis. That came later... |
The flora changed rapidly as we drove south out of the snow.
Dad planned a special stop on the way at The Woolery.
While Dad got a personalized weaving tutorial, Mom found the spinning information she wanted, and Elsa and I enjoyed browsing and comparing the wide variety of fibers God has created.
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