As I mentioned I earlier posts here, we’ve never gone anywhere for as long as 3 weeks. I wasn’t too sure how it would work. I was pretty certain the first two weeks would be fine, because as I wrote last week, the family came for the second week. And we had a delightful time, even with all the extra rain after a overly warm week before they arrived. (Overly warm is relative. 81 degrees with no wind in the mountains is hot. I know for those of you still suffering with 100 + temps that’s hard to grasp.)
Saturday morning, the family who did not share our cabin left to go home. The family sharing our cabin didn’t leave until 1:30 or so. They were heading to visit friends in Santa Fe. I gotta tell you I was shocked by my reaction to their leaving. The lump in my throat got larger and larger as I tried not to cry. It was like when I was a kid and we’d visit my mother’s family in South Carolina. When it was time to leave, Mom cried. I cried. Of course, we didn’t know when we’d see them again, generally being a couple of years between visits. That was totally understandable. My reaction surprised the heck out of me.
So okay, Saturday I was sad. I kept tearing up. But really now! It hung on until Monday afternoon when I finally kicked myself in the rear and reminded myself of all my blessings. Which are many. I woke up Tuesday morning and was fine.
Laura and I had brain-stormed another story set in Red River. No way I could give it any thought because I couldn’t see myself moving here and leaving the family. At Chair Yoga I’d met a 65-year-old woman who’d done exactly that after her husband died. I was going to cut off 10 years in her age and there was my heroine. We had a neat murder story going. But folks, for those couple of days, I was done in and couldn’t begin to see how anyone would do that. The story will have to perk awhile to see if I can come up with how/why the heroine could move away from her family.
Bob and I have continued to work while up here, but at a much slower pace than at home. That’s a good thing. What I love best is the weather—how cool it is. Clothing wise, layers are the name of the game. And then that I can literally walk everywhere. We’ve only gotten in the car if we were going to pick up stuff from the grocery store. That’s just not a possibility at home. Many, many days I’ve gotten 15, 000 + steps as opposed to my 11 or 12 K at home. You know, you can eat a whole bunch more with no change in pounds when you increase your exercise like that. I should write a whole post on the foods here. LOL
We have made reservations for next summer for three weeks again, hoping the family can be here for the last week of that vacation to cancel out the tears.
I’ve scattered RR pics throughout the blog. We see deer at home, but never so up close and personal as here. Have you ever visited any place where you didn’t want to leave and pondered the possibility of moving there? I have. Woodstock, Vermont, which resulted in my first published book, VERMONT ESCAPE, and Red River, NM, which resulted in TAINTED. It remains to be seen whether Red River can produce another book.
Book Sale: Next Tuesday, August 9 through Sunday, August 12 SECOND ACT, Book 1 The Second Chances Series will be on sale for 99 Cents and be spotlighted on NN Light’s Book Heaven. I’ll have the link in my August Newsletter which will go out next week. https://books2read.com/u/38Rk6d
Hard to believe school is about to start. Still praying for cooler temps, for fires to be put out, and the rains to stop where the floods are and to come to the drought-stricken stricken parts of the country. Hope you have managed to get away or carve out some time for yourself at home. As always, love to hear from you.