caves

Because it is so cold, I have not seen much of my fellow town people. I've caught a few short conversations when I am walk Franklin. This is the time of the year when everybody is inside their caves, trying to keep warm, resting after the holidays.

Once spring arrives, the season starts up again in the Townlet with events ranging from informal cook-outs and floating cocktail parties to bigger stuff. Food and drink (not always a good thing) are abundant.

I saw the Colonel with his Airedales this morning on my way to work.