yurt update Nov 28-30
Continued from here . Thanksgiving is perfectly relaxing (for me – E says meeting future in-laws isn’t exactly the pinnacle of relaxing) except for the half-days of air travel. We see my family and play games and eat amazing food and take naps. On one of the flights home we give the yurt a name: Diana. With her outer vinyl on she is big and white and round and reminds me of the moon. To our relief (but not surprise) she is still standing when we return on Saturday. At this point, she has a bed and an inner canvas and an outer canvas and a door and a piece of canvas to cover the central hole, which we are calling her hat. She won’t get many improvements this week as E and I return to work. We do a little packing at our rental house Saturday evening and then rest to prep for moving day. On Sunday, we pack and pack and pack. A friend comes to help us load a truck. We unload it under the cow shed next to Diana. We have intentions to put in a floor of some kind before we mo...
