It was a perfect day to do something lovely that didn’t involve being social. So Simon and I took the pups to Syringa. We hiked the trail to the lake where we we had lunch on the beach in the warmth of the sunshine. We hiked back. We ran into Ben and Nora and the grandkids, keeping an appropriate distance apart.
And that was quite perfect because not only was I able to insult him (and receive verbal abuse back) but I was also able to confirm where and when to meet tomorrow for a snowshoe trip up Sherpa Ridge.
I am sure we will have a lovely snowshoe and because we have to stay at least six feet apart we can argue even louder than usual.
Simon and I had and are having a beautiful time. Love is the best thing.