lo, i have returned from The Interior.

I have driven the Fraser Canyon (most of it, anyway, 'round midnight my lack of sleep, lack of updated glasses, and unfamiliarity with logging truck ruts caught up with me and I handed off the driving) and stared down logging trucks. I have watched the seasons roll back from full-throated spring to the tail end of winter as we traveled north. I have walked a property that felt a great deal like Gram and Pop's place in Helena gone to seed. I have flown over mountains and forests in a 2x2 prop plane, and seen the approach to Vancouver in the daytime for only the second or third time.

It was a good trip. It's still settling out in my head: there's a lot to process, here. A lot a lot.

Gonna be an interesting summer.