mountainside house

From June 24: I was with my parents in Temple; we were driving to our family friend’s new house, which was on the north face of a steep wooded east-west mountain ridge west of the main road, with flat land north of it, whence we were approaching. It was a sunny day with dark, bracing cumulus clouds. My mom drove the 9-3 up a very steep field on the mountain to a flat spot to park. Inside house, there were a number of people, most of whom I seemed not to know; we hung around there with the bright clear midmorning sun streaming in the south windows into the pleasant wooden interior, and other things must have happened but were forgotten by the time I wrote this down.

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