February in the U.P.

Banjo and I drove the truck from Nashville to the Copper Country of Michigan.  We were loaded down.  A chair, ottoman, fireplace mantel, kitchen table, boxes and suitcases.  I have incredible neighbors, who had the front of house cleared of snow for parking and the walk clear.  These two things alone would have taken me all month to clear out.  I am indebted.  The people in the U.P. are like no other.  You must be hardy to survive here and they help each other out.  They are called "Yooper's" (a native or resident of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan)... a term that will be added to the upcoming edition of the Merriam-Webster dictionary.   



So far Banjo and I have snow shoed, walked (with his booties on and wool blanket coat), shoveled and yoga'd.  This past week has been below zero by many digits, together with a blizzard.  So far I have broken two of my truck door handles.  All in all, it's been cozy in the old mining house.  Heated by hot water that runs through old cast iron radiators.  In the kitchen there is a low fat radiator next to the kitchen table.  This is where I sit and eat.

Much writing going on.  This is where the story takes place (the upcoming novel), and this is where I will write it.

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