Once again, there are male clothes in the washing machine – my man’s clothes. Danny’s home from California, where he road tripped to see his lovely red-headed daughter and adorable 2-year-old grandson. He left on a Thursday, spent two nights toodling up and down the many elevations of Colorado, where it was so much cooler and drier, went across Utah to Carson City, NV, where his oldest brother lives, and finally reached the Santa Rosa mountains on the following Tuesday.
Megan and Necalli live in a just-right house on a horse ranch, where she gives riding lessons, as well as working part-time at a nearby vineyard. The ranch is a place she has known since childhood, where she learned to ride and compete. Megan’s best friend is the owners’ daughter, whose son is also two and Necalli’s best bud.
Danny built the large stable/barn/indoor arena complex for the ranch many years ago. Last fall he built Necalli a playhouse, and the day after his arrival last week, he commenced constructing a beautiful, 12-foot, redwood table for Megan’s outdoor dinner gatherings in a weather-perfect, tree and garden setting.
Then, on Saturday, after a too-brief but productive visit, he headed for home in an expeditious manner, arriving on Monday afternoon. It’s sooo good to have him back and in the groove of coupledom again.