Ron and I moved back to the RV today. It took me 22 trips to load the car. Then it was unload and reorganize the Motorhome.
We had Brenda and Peter over for a sparerib dinner last night and are going to miss them and our lovely townhouse with our resident squirrel. Ron's walking farther each day but still needs a while before we're going around the block. I get a kick out of some
Here is a tiny house on a 17' lot, subdivided off a bigger one. Not allowed any more.
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