…How Beautiful It Is to Let Things Go.
I don’t know who said or wrote that; it wasn’t me (originally!), but it is ringing true to me this weekend as I spend some time at LRM after several months of just not making it out.
The leaves haven’t quite turned their autumnal colors yet but the hint of that is there, as are the first signs of their rapid drop to the ground in the next week or two. The weather is just about perfect; not chilly enough to have to wear a jacket but not warm enough to be sweating…warm enough to wear shorts and a sweatshirt by day but welcome the Dutch tub at the end of the day. Warm enough by day to enjoy some salsa made from fresh tomatoes and cucumbers, and cool enough to be happy with some bubbling Brie and a baguette and a glass of wine in the evening.
The last few months have been a bit of a slog for me, with lots of personal stuff to work through, and now that I’m here at LRM for the first time in months, I’m wondering why I didn’t make time for this a month ago or two months ago. This place is grounding to me; it is meditative and restorative and peaceful and just my “happy place.”
I know LRM is that to some others, too, who have come here – some of them many many times. Enough times that I feel they are my friends, in a way, because we share whatever it is that LRM and the Lost River area of West Virginia brings to us.
I love sharing the cabin with these “friends” but I’m also going about booking some weekends throughout the coming year for myself, too. Some that I’ll likely enjoy with family, others with friends, and maybe one or two with just the dogs. In any case, I’m looking forward to spending more time here in 2020 than I managed in 2019!
You may notice my last blog post was in 2017 – expect me to be back, on that front, too! Onward and upward, as they say. And as L.M. Montgomery said, I’m so glad to live in a world where there are Octobers.
