Looking out my Backdoor: Katie, bar the door!
Last updated 11/18/2021 at 12:46pm
Nobody could have been more surprised than myself at my reaction when, seemingly overnight, 10 snowbird residents from northern climes descended upon us, wings flapping, eager for discourse. During the past two years, our small community, which had become a hermitage in all but name, suddenly reverted to the Rancho with residents in every casa.
Me, I was saucer-eyed and hyperventilating, making comfort food (for myself) and hoping everybody would stay away until I had adjusted. Of course, I recognized how self-centered a reaction that was. But I still felt it and could not wish the feelin...