I perked up at this news; my hosts were going away and would not be back until late the following day. This would give me ample time to set up housekeeping in the cave, and explore the house and grounds for a solution to my observation problem. And if the father, Isaac, had been a ship's Magus he might have journals that could give me a more accurate measure of how long I'd been down there after the Base had been abandoned.
And the arrival of "Elizabeth" from foreign lands could also offer opportunities to learn about local history and customs.
So much to learn. But, here was a wonderful opportunity; and all it required at the moment was patients.
Which I found I had less of than expected. But, finally, they were on their way. I forced myself to wait a full 15 minutes after the sound of the wagon had faded, just to be sure they didn't return for some forgotten something or other. They were some of the longest minutes of my life.
But the wait was worth it.
Gadzooks our stomping ground here is old enough by internet standards to be Atlantis, hey? Huzzah, I say. Huzzah!
Of course, this being a writing site, what's the first thing I do with our newest software? Play with the display themes. Sigh. Tho' it might be of interest that no, the theme labeled "FantasyBreast" is not as upsetting as it might seem. Heehee.
Ta ra for now!