Ravens Cove is approaching the darkest time of the year. It is so easy to stay home and sit by the woodstove with a soup-cup mug of hot chocolate. But, when I do that for too long I tend to get a little crazy. I know because BC keeps his distance. So, when my feline companion started avoiding me today, I knew it was time for a mental health trip into town.
I toddled myself down to Jo’s Bakery – Josephina Latrell owns this place and she’s another story – and it was closed. The sign on the door said, “Gone to Anchorage. Back tomorrow.” I deflated like the well-known balloon. No mocha today. Rats! So, I scanned the street and decided on the library as my next choice of entertainment. There was usually one or two of my neighbors in there. Except for today.
