There were loons on the pond most days.
But sometimes they were way across on the other side. We could hear them calling.
If you've never heard a loon call, you're missing something very special.
My grandgirls loved them, and Ava worked on perfecting her 'loon call'.
She kept at it one evening, and imagine her surprise when they kept coming closer and closer.
After a long day in the sun, the soft light of dusk was welcome.
Being out in the woods, on our own almost private pond, felt like heaven on earth.
A glass of wine, a perfect sunset, what more could you want?
It is so easy to forget sometimes, how much beauty there is all around us.
I knew once, but had forgotten, how sweet solitude was.
We all needed this vacation.
Things have calmed down here. DH is home. Now for the recuperation.
I liked the comment from one of you, that "Stubbornness kills more men than anything."
I have been forced to make threats.
No lawn mowing.
No lifting, driving, nothing but resting.
I am tired, and maybe even a little scared.
And I am not in the mood to deal with noncompliance here.
I have had to turn into Nurse Ratchet again.......why DOES this keep happening??? I don't want to be a nurse anymore. You know that.
But it was almost automatic.
Ordering an unruly patient around......remember, I worked in a prison.
Happy endings, that's what I'm after.
Aren't we all?
Serenity, there's nothing like it.