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As I head to the cabin this weekend I can't help but remember all the wonderful times we've spent there. I've watched the kids build fires out on the island, spending hours stoking and feeding it. I've seen them mark themselves, their little tan bodies, with the cold charred ends of sticks stuck in "last night's" fire. Kids designing mazes,words, and all sorts of designs with rocks on the island.
I've listened to muffled laughter late at night when the boys should be sleeping. The songs we sing around the campfire year after year, loud and soft, goofy and reverent. I have waded across the icy river just to bake on "Death Island" till I can't stand it anymore and inch torturously back into the frigid water. Watching kids look for hours for frogs, building little frog mazes in the muck flowing through the channel between the island and the cabin.
I've read scriptures and knelt in extended family prayer, thanking God for the earth's magnificent creations. Reading on the deck, the lawn, the island, finding a piece of shade to keep me cool as I escape to other non-realities. Hiking along mountain paths, tubing the river, and swinging on swings hanging 25 feet from the tall branches of the pines. That slow smooth and unending arc romantically pulling me back to childhood.
Visiting and laughing to the point of snorts with my siblings and mom. Doing work projects to improve just a piece of the cabin and make it more enticing. Youth groups, friends, and ward members coming up and enjoying the mountains with us, laughing together, talking, and listening to the voice of nature.
Sitting on the porch swing and staring up at millions and millions of stars. There are so many wonderful memories at the cabin and I'm off to see if we can't make just a few more.
4 comments:
I wish our kids were there often enough to make more memories there. What a beautiful place.
Boy, do I have a ton of memories from the old cabin. I've never really spent time at this one ... but I sure am grateful that the Smith's bought it and that they've been so generous with family regarding it.
I want to be there. I want my kids to float down the river, feeling burning hot on top and icy cold on the bottom ;) I want them to play on the island and look for frogs and spend the entire day looking like their clothes have never been washed.
Most of all, I want them (us) to be with amazing dear cousins and aunts, uncles and grandparents that love them.
Sigh.... Maybe next summer
It was a great reuniuon, I wish you could have stayed longer.
What a great post. Very poetic and evocative.
It was so great to see you last week! It was fun at the cabin, and fun to be at your house. I am glad we made the trip, it was definitely worth it.
I feel so lucky that we've had a cabin in our lives.
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