No picture today, so enjoy this song instead.
We’ve just completed our second month in the RV Park. It’s been a challenging experience so far, mostly because living in a truck camper requires constant organization and movement of “stuff” to accomplish whatever it is we’re trying to do. Cooking, eating, feeding dogs, washing dishes, washing hands, brushing teeth… almost any activity requires the shuffling of people, dogs, and stuff. The truth is, this camper feels more appropriate as a single-person living space, but we make it work.
Thankfully, spring is here.
Warmer weather means that propane cylinders no longer need refilling every three days. Running the electric heater has helped to conserve propane to the point where we may not need to refill for weeks. We’ve yet to find out how long a full 20-lb propane cylinder will last if we’re not running the furnace.
Spring brings seemingly endless rain to the Pacific Northwest. Sometimes I love the rain for making a most soothing sound as it falls on the camper roof. Sometimes I hate it, frustrated from being constantly wet, having wet dogs shaking wet stinky hair everywhere…
It’s not worth complaining about. This is a beautiful place. Paradise eventually stops being paradise when we are faced with it everyday. I’d rather keep the bad times to provide context to this experience than suffer going blind to unchanging beauty.