And I'm back in the game!

Through the help of a talented programmer, I was able to reestablish internet connections last week. To make a long story short, when he was unable to figure out exactly what was the matter and had exhausted all of his tricks, he simply did the macro version of a restart: saving my documents and the Vista operating system, he wiped my hard drive and then reloaded the saved material.

Problem solved—mystery remains. So it all feels a bit tenuous. I’m still not sure what program I reload might sow the seeds of the next breakdown. But I reckon, since you're reading this, you're all too familiar with the vagaries and varieties of computer meltdowns, so I’ll skip the whining.

All too soon the end of summer looms. By late September the RV park will close for the season. These months in the mountains have raced by. Small chores that I was putting off suddenly command attention. Visits and trips that I’d intended now morph into regrets. I’m not sure if my sorrow is more for having to leave these Colorado mountains or for my failure to meet my summer's goals.

Or it could just be my meds.