It is getting chilly and we expect rain soon.Until now, I've only waved to her and her husband sitting in front of their campfire, as I remind them to keep their little dog on a leash.
She tells me that they will be leaving their camper but heading out on Monday so she can go vote. I am glad she is voting, but I'm afraid to ask who she's voting for yet.
As we talk, I find out they'll be coming back on Tuesday. She is a solid white womon with very white hair, casually dressed, casual hair cut, no makeup, down-to-earth! And I'm happy to talk with her!
I think she's the first womon I've talked with since I got here. She seems kind and open, not the typical older white womon I've run into here whose wealth and privilege seeps out of even their pressed jeans & $200 haircuts, and their oh-so polite (which I do appreciate) southern surface friendliness.
We talk a little more, before she takes her leave and returns to her campsite.