What a lovely day. After a fun and uneventful drive yesterday and eleven hours of sleep, Kate and I awoke to a sunny, snow-covered day. While the younger of the two of us remained unconscious in her sleeping bag with only the top of her head showing, the eldest peered eagerly out the window at the light spreading over the mountains and the valley. The crystallized aspens against a blue sky make me smile. We got up, took showers, and ate Kate's yummy breakfast blend of oatmeal, white grape juice, and grape nuts. It appears that Kate will have all new housemates this semester, not including Marci and her daughter. One addition is a professor of public health, and two of the others are a couple who are mountain guides.
We toted our knitting and journals into Eleanor and headed down to Durango. I am impressed by Kate's winter driving skills and calm demeanor in icy conditions; however, despite her skill and cool, we managed to slide into a snowbank on our descent. She had the option of steering us into a stop sign, a snowbank, or an intersection, and she chose the best option. This event was witnessed by a kind lady with her skis and dog who offered us a shovel from her nearby home, but on the way to retrieve the tool she fell with her skis and landed in such a way that I found it difficult to restrain myself from laughing. She was unharmed. We then had our knight in shining armor stop and tow us out with his truck. I am sure we looked like two pathetic Texans with our shovel and a bag of kitty litter. C'est la vie. Kate handled the event like a champ, and we resumed our journey into town.
We spent several hours at the Steaming Bean, and then stocked up on some healthy groceries. You both would be proud. Kate and I played some Blitz, and then took a walk around her neighborhood. I walked with my mouth open at how beautiful the snow looks falling on the mountains and the way the sun reflects off the trees. My tour guide and I then made hot tea, and are now sitting by a fire.
We be loving you guyses.
Selina
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It makes our hearts glad to hear such beautiful news from our mountain girls. With love, from two exhausted old folks (excuses: long jogs, work, mounds of BBQed shrimp, and warm Spanish wine) beside their fire.
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