I text Duncan yesterday morning to let him know that I’m venturing to the store. It’s been over a week since I have driven on the roads. I bundle myself up, and head out to the car with Gretapie. My car is covered in snow and ice, and just as I finish clearing it off, Duncan pulls up in his truck. He brings to my attention that my Prius is so low, and there is still so much snow in the alley and side streets, I will not be making it out for a while yet. So, the three of us pile into his truck and head out on errands, both his and mine. One of our last stops is up to the land we used to live on. Good friends own it now, and the big house that I built with his dad (wuzband #2), the barn, and the little cabin Duncan was born in. Here are a few pictures to share with you.