Out on the porch this morning with coffee, the view at around 9:15 was largely obscured by fog. I remarked to Natalie that if we were lucky, we could watch the mist dissolve and the mountains reveal themselves. "I'm trying to read," she said.
This period of prolonged semi-quarantine has been hard on us, but nowhere is that more apparent than our occasionally cranky young adults. We are taking Natalie back to the Northeast at the end of next week. It will be good for her to move forward with her life.
As predicted, a good deal more of the view has revealed itself now that we have had breakfast.
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