That Is Called Summer

Let me paint the picture for you….The temperature is a mere 40 degrees outside, the sun is partly hidden by clouds; it is not warm. Our eldest nomad son, Noah, is editing his novel at the kitchen table; the kitchen table is by the back door. The ground is still covered with snow, and what isn’t snow, is mud. noahChase and I return from an afternoon stroll to check the mail (the mailbox is a half mile away). Chase, being the chivalrous gentleman that he is, opens the door for me, and continues holding it open as I struggle to get my muddy boots off before entering the house. As he’s so kindly holding the door open, he says, “We’re not trying to heat the outside.” To which Noah (without missing a beat) says, “That’s called summer. It’s free.”  

About Mandy

The First Lady of the family and Mama Nomad. Mandy loves to spend time with her family, travel, explore and read. She is the primary daily educator and overall household manager. Mandy is credited with being the inspiration behind venturing into this Nomadic Lifestyle.
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