Sunday, April 1, 2012

Full Circle, and Then Some

IT turns out that, despite its remote location, Holden Village is full of distractions: meals to share, people to get to know, crafts and music to make, conversations to have.  It's still very much winter here, and sleds and skis and snowshoes have beckoned with each fresh snowfall; when the sun breaks through and turns the road to muddy slush, we sit on the loading dock in deck chairs, soaking up precious Vitamin D.

So it is that now, at the end of March, I have yet to tell you about what happened at the end of December and January, much less afterward. It's hard for me to believe so much time has passed since my last post.