I’m grateful again today that we are in a park with concrete sites and roads. Dave just now mentioned he could only imagine the state of the other park we were at briefly when we landed here in College Station. The term “mud pit” surely describes it. Here, though, we are good.
Break in the rains on April 18
The days and nights seem to fly by; perhaps it does have something to do with the aging process? As one gets on the “downhill side” of Life years, does Time truly seem to pass more swiftly? Perhaps it’s a “mental” thing. When one is young, one seems to be waiting for different stages . . . summer break from school, graduation, first job, first home . . . you get the idea. Looking down the expanse that is the open road of one’s life to come. In later years, perhaps we subconsciously realize we’re gliding on the “downhill” side. Get it?
I have to smile . . . the song on my Pandora station right now is “Where Are We Going From Here?” We have been casually talking about the future. No, we’re not ready to make a jump at this time, and it will be, realistically, two years before that time comes. With that in mind, now is the time to start visiting the topic. We are looking at ultimately transitioning from RV living to a 55+ community, i.e., apartment/villa/townhome so we do not have maintenance, grounds upkeep, snow shoveling.
I hear you exclaim, “Snow shoveling??!”
We lived in northern Minnesota for a couple of years; yes, that included Winters. It was a small town with not much between us and Canada except a lot of trees, lakes and black bears. We both really liked that environment. It was wild, simple, pristine, laid back . . . yes, Winter is cold with temperatures dipping down to –30 or so. It is a dry cold – trust me, that makes a world of difference – and easier for us to physically tolerate. One adapts and dresses for it. Yes, you cover your face in subzero conditions. Your breath freezes. Your nose hairs freeze! Snow? Yes, there’s snow; however, life in that environment continues. Things don’t come to a standstill – except during actual blizzards – just because there’s white stuff on the ground. Summers are mild. There are fewer occurrences of weather-related disasters such flooding, tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes and so forth. Extreme cold each Winter also seems to “clear the slate,” if you will, with regard to insects, viruses, etc. It’s like you start afresh each Spring. We like that concept and feel the colder climes are healthier for us all around.
Me and Baby (our dog-child then) strolling around town – December 2006
There is something fun, magical, unique and perhaps a wee bit insane about firing up the backyard grill, standing in snow and having the white flakes come down on you while doing so.
Ever seen the sun shine on ice crystals in the air, causing them to look like twinkling diamonds suspended in air? Stood on your back porch and marveled at the Northern Lights? Ever cycled the numerous Rails To Trails paths and seen a young black bear up ahead or had a large deer cross your path right in front of you? Heard Canada Geese and the call of the Loon from your open bedroom window in the early morning? Have you sat at the feet of a Native Elder and been honored by the wisdom and insight of yourself bestowed upon you?
If you have, then you perhaps understand the voice that speaks inside, calling you back to that land.
Looking across the alley at the maple tree in our backyard in MN
Pros and cons. Unfortunately, there are financial considerations. Minnesota’s health insurance premiums are predicted to skyrocket exponentially in the coming year and the state does have a personal income tax.
Texas is financially more favorable as the overall cost of living is lower and there is no personal income tax.
Wherever we end up, I think we agree that it will be a smaller town, one which has necessary amenities but not a surplus of businesses, hustle, bustle, traffic and people. We’ll be back where one more intimately shares the land, sky and water with Mother Earth’s creatures of the wild kind.
Security job site – Warren Glen, NJ – October 2012 – See? This is the “problem.” We spent 3.5 years at this site in a small community. We became “spoiled” with the beauty, the remoteness, living in Nature, the simplicity, the “wildness,” the peace, the privacy.
So, that’s our “problem,” mine, at least. My soul looks forward to the time of escape from a large city with so much traffic and so many people. I know, I know. College Station is not truly considered a large city; however, it is a megalopolis by my standards.
We’ll see what the future brings and how we can shape ours. There may be communities in Texas which would suit our everyday living needs with regards to housing, but . . .
What about one’s soul? Does one have to “settle” for something totally absent of what is desired? I confess it saddens me to think so. Can’t one manifest what one’s soul longs for? I have always believed so.
In the meantime, today is our “Sunday.” The rains have hopefully moved out of the area for a while this afternoon. Dave is preparing to get out on the bike again today – he logged 52 miles yesterday – and I’ll be going for a much-needed hair trim later. Then it’s cooking Mexican Lasagna once I return; it’s a great dish for a few meals this week and then for portioning and storing in the freezer for a later date. An evening of chilling – we finished House of Cards and have moved on to Hinterland. Tomorrow it’s back to work!
Thanks for strolling down the path of future plans with me!