For just a few days. GM and I (sin chicos) are taking a mini break to the house in Patagonia. We haven’t been since the beginning of February. When we left it was the dog days of summer, when we arrive tomorrow it will be the waning, yet still harsh days of winter. GM will happily walk around looking for broken fences, spilt water pipes and weather permitting he will fish illegally. I, on the other hand will be forced by wind, mud, rain or snow to stay inside and cook (sheppard’s pie and chicken stew are on on the menu) and spend time in front of the fire reading a good book. Poor me.