At last, the first sibling reunion since sister Mary and our parents all died, three expected deaths within four years; we meet again in our old stomping grounds, the Wood River Valley in Idaho. Ensconced in a large rental house with six bedrooms and a hot tub on the deck (two of us are out there right now just after 6 am), we hunker down for the expected snow and rain.
Here’s me and Kris, the oldest and the youngest, the smallest and the biggest, last night at the Pioneer Saloon in Ketchum, where some of us used to congregate in youth, and where we met last night for our first dinner of the reunion, and then went to Atkinson’s to get food for the house fridge.
Don’t really know how much I will blog during this five-day reunion. Perhaps just pics once in a while. It’s the grand finale of my five week trip, uncannily timed for the upcoming extraordinary Aries Full Moon (see this and this).