soulplace
by rebecca ~ September 7th, 2008. Filed under: Respite.
Near the end of August, my son and I headed up north to Ely with some family and rented a cabin on a small lake. A loon family of five paddled about calling hello to us each morning and evening. We saw Uncle Bud–who lives up there on his own– whom I haven’t seen for 8 years, and whom my son had never met. As always, he came to see us with blueberries he had picked himself and his homemade muffins. I managed to accidentally scrape off my uncle’s front license plate with my sister’s car, too, but all in all it was good to be up north again. In a perfect world, I would not ‘work’ in a capitalistic sense anymore, instead I’d like to live up there in a small cabin, grow a huge garden, and pretend everything in this world is fine.