“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience.
Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”
~ Hal Borland, author of ‘The Memoirist’
The cool breezes of Virgil have subsided somewhat, as the 30+ mph winds have shifted from North to South. My sitting for the sunrise – pretty, yet uneventful – was marked with periods of jumpiness, then calm, as I worked to steady my mind’s angst.
Last night, our neighbor texted Spencer, as someone had rammed the electronic gate leading into our community, and broke it. The short cryptic message implied that our villa guests were to blame. Our neighbor simply sent a photo of their jeep, asking “Is this your guests?”. It turns out our security cameras aren’t good enough to catch license plate numbers, but only generalities, and the culprit was a silver jeep. We opted not to disturb our guests with the insinuations, but to wait for more information. A quick inspection revealed there wasn’t any evidence on their front bumper. Spencer informed me as I sat this morning that the culprit did not have a cover on their back tire. Villa guests off the hook. read more