A light, drizzling rain pattered against the RV's window. Evelyn Ford opened her eyes. She sat up and wiped the condensation from the glass. Looking outside, she saw the ground was already covered in a thin layer of snow. The rain was very light, and the fire under the large sun umbrella had gone out. Evelyn glanced at Mina, who was still curled up in her blanket, then stretched a bit before pulling on a military greatcoat, rain boots, and a wool hat to head outside.
'I'll skip washing my face for now. It's too cold.'
Evelyn Ford thrust her hands into her greatcoat pockets, hunched her neck against the cold, and climbed down from the RV.
After relighting the fire under the large sun umbrella, Evelyn Ford did a set of stretches right there.
Today's tasks were still demanding: build a gate for the fence and clean out the pond.
Evelyn Ford had made the fir wood posts for the fence quite high—about one and a half meters. She used thick logs, making the structure very sturdy.
