Well it was an absolutely calming and relaxing experience that thing they call Thanksgiving break! If you read the post right before this then you know that I was staying a mere 15 minutes away from school in a cabin on Moccasin Lake with Aaron, Keller, Mattie, and their Grandma. We left at 10 o'clock on Saturday November 17th and spent a full nine days in peace. A lot of people went home to loud bustling cities with great big thanksgiving gatherings. We, on the other hand went to somewhere most definitely quieter than school.
When we first arrived at the cabin we were greeted by some creatures that I have greatly missed. Dogs!!!! It's one thing to have dogs that are owned by teachers, it's another when you have a dog squishing you in the middle of the night, taking up half the bed, or making funny snuffling noises. They have two dogs, Nellie the Collie and Mickey the Spaniel.
The Lassie ran away to adventure
that is the Nellie did
her orange scarf around her neck
that is the decrepit holy hat
crack went the silence
that is the deer hunter's gun
rumble goes the road
that is the red hunting Jeep
Lassie is home
alive
Not only was the 17th the first day of break it was also Aaron's 18th birthday! Congrats Aaron! :D
Purr goes the hourglass
glowing red in the sunlight
gliding along
almost levitating
up and down the string
whirrling with delight
glitch
it spins madly in all directions
the once taught rope
tangled and twisted
immobilizing the once perfectly balanced
measurer of time
Among his birthday presents of firewood, a Forest Lake Country Store hoodie, and book about the history of Land O' Lakes was a Diabolo (the Chinese yoyo equivalent)! We played with it quite a bit and withing the first day, Keller managed to break it, so throughout the entire week were were constantly redoing our temporary fix.
Ah ha avocados
how lush and green
all hidden by the rhino skin
grerple* in color
so versatile
toss in hot sauce
cloves of garlic
a dash of lemon
and green mush has been born
It was really nice to not have regulated check-ins and meals and especially nice to be able to eat some homemade food! We had lots of corn chips, guacamole, and bean dip that first day. *grerple is purple and green
Hiss crackle
rumble snap
feathery cracks
spidering their way across the lake
each piece jagged and sharp
the craft
slicing its way through
a parting of the great iceberg
shards of glass glisten as they skitter across atop the frozen surface.
After a fulfilling and fresh meal, Mattie, Keller, and I decided to go for a canoe on the thin ice. It was great fun and the hissing sound the ice made when we disturbed it made it sound like a flock of birds or water hitting a hot surface. We watched the sunset form the ice.
How humble
my kind of place
not big at all
narrow
in
places
blankets everywhere
music
the old comforting kind
my kind of soundtrack to life
Mattie snuggled in right next to me
always by my side
warm fuzzy beasts
at our feets
the pinks and reds of the sunset
on the lake
split pea soup on the stove
my kind of day
my kind of life
Needless to say I was a pretty happy camper that day. We were all so relaxed and tired out from school and having to be places at certain times. We all slept a good 15 hours starting at about 4 in the afternoon.
Chocolate is important
ganache
birthday cake
m&m frenzy
for M^2
Hershey's bars for Keller
Dark chocolate for all of us
peanut m&m's for Barbra
It makes us smile
We had a tasty chocolate zucchini cake with ganache for Aaron's birthday. The ganache was made in a make shift double boiler. The the boiler consisted of an aluminum bowl full of the ganache floating/spinning around on boiling water in another pot. This cabin was extremely lacking in cooking utensils.
The cold is good too
sometimes its good to share
to feel the chilling gusts
blowing through your soul
amongst the hairs on the back of your neck
feel the blasts
stop feeling your toes
sense your face turning pink
cheeks flushed
nose red
feel your eyes stream with tears
not of sadness
but of happiness
but of the stinging of the wind
That night Kell, Aaron, Mattie, and I went out to the dock and sat for a long time just staring up into the sky looking at the stars. Listening to the perfect silence.
When Pepper and I stayed a week with Uncle Walter & Aunt Miriam just before Thanksgiving, I had to wear an orange hat and no exposed white anytime we went on walk-about to avoid being shot by deer hunters. Pepper's size was her best defense as she is so small, but it was a little worrisome.
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