Adios, 2020

          2020 was, in so many ways, "a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad" year, to quote Judith Viorst. I hate to say I'm glad a year is over, especially as I'm now 70. But adios, good riddance, au revoir, don't come back, 2020!

          And yet...blessings abounded. There was a pre-covid part of the year. On 1/1/20, we were camped on the water at Port Townsend, WA. We'd spent wonderful holidays with Doug's children, daughter Katie and husband Javier in Seattle, and son Andrew and wife Devon in Bellingham. It was our first trip in the 2019 Promaster we'd bought and had converted in Fort Collins, CO.  It performed brilliantly in the ice and snow. 

          And yet...little did we know that December 2019 was the last time we'd see our Washington children in now over a year.