Changes. Where to start... I guess the place to start, as always, is with Robin. Within a short time after my last update (just posted), Robin was diagnosed with cancer. Urachal adeno carcinoma. It's a sneaky bastard that has no cure. It affects a very small insignificant portion of the population that gets cancer and apparently not worth much research.
We got lucky with an early diagnosis which, with limited resources for treatment, got us a couple years.
Robin died in the Fall of 2016 and I placed her ashes in The Grove of the Patriarchs in Mt. Rainier National Park. I visit there as often as I can.
Robin's death took a toll on me even to this day and I stopped any brewing and a lot of other things in my life. I'm finally getting my shit together and just started a new batch of mead. No spices, just a bit of vanilla. It's almost done perking and if my forgetful brain doesn't wander, I'll post a more frequent update.
Cheers to all who hold life dear! It truly is a beautiful thing.
David
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