Brrrrrr! Again!

Indeed, it did. It snowed Wednesday night. June 4th and it snowed! Not just the almost-invisible snow that would excite everyone in Shreveport, but big fat snowflakes that instantly turned everything wintry white. And almost as soon as we were snowbound, today everything was back to normal. What has become fascinating to me is not so much that it snows, but how quickly it snaps back to summer. It's as if some deific weatherman is bored and toys with us at our modest outpost by throwing a climatic curveball when we least expect it.

Rick has also been sick for several days, so his social life has been stymied a bit. I believe he has spent more time in bed the last two days than he has in a week. Where I tend to have a set schedule and routine everyday, he is all over the place in his work hours and when he comes and goes. For someone who prides himself on keeping up with his younger friends, he has made me very aware of my maturity. I know many of my closest and dearest will be shocked to know I am in bed by midnight, every night. And up at 6 a.m!

Today, I also got mail from home. Not the well-organized bi-weekly FedEx package I set up before I got here that allows me to manage all my bills, my role as a managing partner in an LLC in which I am a member, and any other matters that may need to be addressed, but real hand-addressed, postage-stamped mail to the North Rim Post Office. It was just like being at summer camp, but I am now the "53-year-old camper." One letter contained an article about some fellow who tried to hike across the Joshua Tree National Park alone and finally gave up and called his wife on a sat-phone to pick him up. I am taking that as a subtle hint not to try anything beyond a short walk in the woods. The other included all The New Yorker Magazine desktop calendar cartoons for a month and a gift card to Eddie Bauer, both very much appreciated. Actually, when you are at Grand Canyon North Rim Summer Camp any letters from home are nice. I can't wait till family day in August when the folks get to meet my cabin-mates and counselors!

Lights out at 12 p.m. sharp, so I need to have my cookies and juice and read a few pages. Happy camping, everyone!