Ate days a week
This last week feels like we’ve turned a corner on maturity (with Cardiff). She’s consistently going outside for bio breaks, and listening better about not chewing on stuff - albeit begrudgingly. She barks back at me if something is of particular interest and she’s not supposed to mess with it. Great, dog with a ‘tude.
The daily walks have become very important, and Ambassador Cardiff takes greeting each and every person as a personal mission. She will never be a guard dog, but that’s fine since I don’t want one. I need to get a kerchief to put around her neck. Chicks dig that.
The lemon tree is filled with lemons - currently not ripe enough to be picked - but still loaded. The peach tree has been providing amazingly good fruit as well, especially after I trimmed it back.
You can see below Cardiff NOT helping as I tried a new oatmeal cookie recipe, which turned out better than could be reasonably expected. The rocks were just in a yard on one of our walks and felt like a serene screensaver.
As for the Casita, I’ve been hooking it up and driving around getting used to it, learning about the different systems: engineering, life support, bio-science. Truly, the details are pretty staggering. I’ve kept the Amazon drivers busy with the number of one-off orders for electrical converters, hitch locks, and bits and bobs to flesh out the inventory in the trailer.
Next week we’ll be taking our maiden voyage to do an over-night and try out a trailer park on the coast. I’m hoping to get some good pictures of the scenic stuff nearby.