May 19, 2016 4:13 PM
As I was pulling out from my vast and pleasant and private camping area… they were pulling in with their vast and giant fifth-wheel.
“You found my place,” I said with a smile. A polite smile, but not one of joy. More like the reluctant acceptance of the inevitable.
“Yeah, we were going to stay down the road, but friends kept calling us and now there are about ten other rigs joining our group, so we thought it best to make camp here.”
I knew it was too good to last, but She had gifted me this place for almost two weeks—and all to myself—so I can’t complain.
“We love Flagstaff. We’re going to stay here all summer.”
I was hoping to finish the book proposal before moving on, but now I think I’ll just finish cleaning up the outline, then take a week to do some traveling. Send the proposal off sometime after that.
The scouts have scouted and reported back: The weather is beautiful and the snows are gone…
and the Great Nomadic Horde has arrived in Flagstaff.
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