September and October new home, nash and ?
Our new home at Circle Cross RV Park for a month.
No window would work for the four window cage hooks but I plan to get around that. Still have the plant hanger for the hummingbird feeder but again no window frame to use it. Not easy to see, but for the time being, the feeder is on a free standing shepherd’s hook.
I had to go back to Timberon to wrap things up. Could have pulled the Fox onto my acre but there was no way I could have jockeyed it around so it would come back out. I stayed at Circle Cross RV Park just outside of Timberon. This park has forty wide, long sites and ponderosa pines.Whenever I passed by over the years, on town run days, there were generally only 5-6 sites taken. Nice and quiet. Friendly.
Staying here provided easy access to the Nash, two miles south. Decided to give the Nash away rather than sell it. A good feeling and the taker seemed to appreciate the offer. Did some work on my property but wasn’t in the mindset to do much. Stretched and locked the chain across the driveway. Finished the month at Circle Cross, then towed the Fox back to Deming.
At one point, I took a day to drive back to Timberon, picked up the 5x8 from where I had it, emptied out my rural mailbox and stopped at the Cloudcroft post office to change my mailing address.
I was too beat to drive back to Deming, so took a motel room down in Alamogordo. This would cut an hour and a half off the next day’s drive.
A motel room, make a guess here? Yep, bathtub, hot water, Dr. Teal’s Foaming Bath with pure epsom salt and a blend of relaxing and rejuvenating essential oils, a glass of wine and a paperback. Simple pleasures.
Don’t plan to ever go back to Timberon. I’ll hold onto the lot but it was time to move on, it was nothing what I looking for as ‘Last Sands.’ I learned a good deal during those 8 summers and am thankful for that. Living in such a community was different, but after a while, restrictive.
I was no longer learning, growing as a person. And yes, the ball was in my court and I just let it lie there. So much for practicing what I preach.
But now I’m picking up the ball.
Wonder where the next phase of my life will take place. What new people will come into it.
Those weeks back in August with all the stuff going down had me on edge. It should not have affected me as it did. Or rather, I should not have let it. I mean—it’s me. The two mishaps with the stairs should also not have happened. I do have some experience towing a travel trailer over rough, tight stretches. So what am I missing? These wake-up calls feel different. I went back and reread, ‘here’s a little story’ page and in some ways that was, can’t say easier to deal with, but… I will be looking into this.
Another factor as I was wrapping things up here, was realizing my absolutely wonderful offgrid hard-wall camping lifestyle is over. You know how much I love the lifestyle. HEY, take a couple deep breaths, chill. I’m not caching in my chips yet. I just had no concept of how a change of my lifestyle could have such an effect on me. Don’t even feel like coming up with a joke about it. You’ll know when I’m starting to come back, when I post one. Wow, I actually chucked when I wrote that.
I guess writing about what one needs to work through is the way to go, after all. If you are thinking, ‘Duh’ and you computer freezes, don’t blame me—it’s called Instant Karma. Sure wish it did not always seem to take a hit to the side of my head with a 2x4 to open my eyes.
This is the home screen image on my MacBookAir. Recognize one of our ‘outwalkin’ photos? Can’t see us having the opportunity to take more walks in such places. Or even walks at all for M&M if we have to stay in parks. Poor guys.
Take care.
Now I first need to write a waaay overdue email to my oldest friend.
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RVwest article ‘Following a Free Spirit’
RVwest article ‘The Space Between the Places’
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