High trust – high risk

Beware of people handing you water bottles (no Greeks bearing gifts around right now) – in this case it was no stranger, but Chris kindly giving me a drink on our ride today. I took a swig, swallowed involuntarily, then said, “WHAT WAS IN THAT WATER BOTTLE?”. Chris took a look, said, “I don’t thinkContinue reading “High trust – high risk”

The storm before the calm

Today I am already hunkered down at home, preserving some more of the fruit that is falling off the trees. Chris is doing a last run to Cromwell, 25 minutes away, to stock up on hardware supplies so that we have plenty of woodworking projects to keep us occupied when the cold keeps us outContinue reading “The storm before the calm”