Magical Place

Tomorrow morning I will not wake up to the honk of Canadian geese, a rooster crowing or the cows mooing. 

I won't wake up to the sun rising over the fields of alfalfa. 

Tonight I won't fall asleep to the howl and bark of the  coyotes as the run through the meadow above the house. This morning we woke up to no electricity, no water ad 3 cows in the field. At first I thought I was in Haiti, definitely not in the city. But all order restored after about an hour and we had our coffee and buttermilk pancakes.  As always it's a little sad to leave my childhood home and say goodbye to my mother and elderly relatives (my aunts are about 87 and my uncle 91). I never get enough time with my brother and my cousins. Quality time is important when on limited time and long distance. 
I did get a few days of river time which is a favorite way for me to relax. We attended two weddings and a baby shower. Dan saw a bear, Andy caught a fish, Erin cleared a trail up on jumbo mountain. We had fresh peaches. 

I met Nicki in 2009. She is a therapist and came to Haiti on a medical mission. She was the grooms cousin and part of the wedding party. She lives in Minnesota. Now of course we meet here in Kettle Falls. In this small corner of the world we talked about Haiti so far away. People were surprised to learn of our connection and wanted to hear about it of course. The point here though is that she made a toast saying she heard about this 'magical place' on the river for a number of years but being from Minnesota and land of lakes didn't put too much stock in it. But she and other family members had to admit in August, in the heat of summertime there is no more magical place to be. 

Until next time, as always I have the sweet memories.
And on the way out of town, we picked up a box of fresh peaches.