April 22, 2014.  We are in Durango CO at the lovely home of our great friends Barbara and Jack who used to be our neighbors at the farm.  I can’t believe that was 12 years ago!  Good heavens.  They claim to remember us — if they don’t they should be Broadway actors!  Barbara welcomed us with open arms when we arrived at tea time yesterday.  Jack took a while to get here from wherever he was at the time — he has so many activities in the area: ski instructor, community organizer, consultant, PGA pro, etc.  What a guy!  I forgive them both for not having changed one iota in the last 12 years, but that is possible due only to my strong moral fiber — it is not easy.  They are making fun of me for wearing “Atlanta” clothes and are tying to get me into jeans.  I refuse – some things are just not right.

After a fabulous dinner of salmon, asparagus, and some kind of fancy potatoes, followed by a pear tart with caramel sea-salt gelato and coffee (Barbara was a caterer at one time and should be still), we talked till midnight — recalling old friends and chronicling the trajectories of children and dogs.  It was wonderful to wash a load of clothes and sleep in a real bed for a brief respite from trailer living (which we still love).  For someone who didn’t bring any clothes with him, Brad sure got a lot of things dirty in a week’s time.  He must have been stashing outfits in the truck bed.

Today Barbara and Jack are going to take us around Durango and maybe on the Million Dollar Highway to Telluride.   This is an incredible place and they are totally hooked in and in the know.  I’ll let you know what happens!