Arthur and I drove into town this evening and had dinner with Richard and Jan and Frank and Heidi and Marshall. These are all denizens of Craig, who have been supportive of Arthur over the last summer’s events, and of course Jan and Richard have been helpful too with my move here and Richard is the guy with the excavator who put in the new driveway on the western lot.
Frank is a fisherman and he makes homemade moonshine (an apple brandy) which we sampled, and yes it’s very strong liquor but I thought it wasn’t bad at all.
Arthur prepared his famous chiles rellenos, and we had that with beans and salad at Jan and Richard’s for dinner.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Day: November 10, 2018
Caveat: Poem #832 “Self-remonstration”
ㅁ You'd think, with free time, I'd finish that damn novel. But I can't seem to.
– a pseudo-haiku.
