Evening blogsters:

Cold night in the NM mountains.  These adobes are nice and cool in the summer, but the price is that when those mud bricks get cold all the way through they tend to stay that way.  Managed to get the living room up to 62 degrees just now, so I suppose I'll turn off the heat again.

I'm sitting here in several layers of longjohns and sweatsuits with the fur cap with flap ears on, so at 62 it's nigh unto being too warm except for my fingers, which are stiff.

Had plans to get out of here before daybreak in the morning and get some miles behind me figuring on arriving there by noon, but I'm thinking now I'll let the road people put down some dirt and have the sun hit the pavement down the mountian before I get moving.

I'm not sure what the online situation's going to be so I might be out of pocket for a few days.  If you don't hear from me don't get thinking it's permanent.

That looks like me but it isn't the real item.

Jack