We finally tugged the Vardo from her slumber now that winter has loosened its grip. The fresh wash of rain and pitter patter on the roof, as we snuggle in to start sleeping in it again, remind us… sigh… that well, we still have leaks! They have been very elusive. Starting who knows where and ending, suspiciously, every time, on an exposed slumbering body part. But Paul has gotten us down to one. The most stubborn of them all, but being the fastidious, native tracker that he is, it will soon be captured.

We have added more pictures. I wanted to show the simplistic beauty of our hvac system. Old school style. Then, and I have said before, the Vardo shows us her gifts time after time and again. The sun streaming in through the door portal at sunset stole my breath. I was hoping to catch the needle rays, because I had glimpsed them before, but the four globes were a new discovery!

The VIN was finally approved. The inspecting officer couldn’t stop grinning over the idea of her and stayed long after his signature, asking questions. Paul had the tag plate made for it and when he attached it, I cried. He had had it inscribed with the words, “For the Witch I love. We travel together.” On the heels of that, came the registration and plates. Both the VIN and the license reduce to the same auspicious number. We travel under (Love Potion) #9.

So now we are legal to be jallin’ a drom!