Sunday, July 07, 2013

cabin view

I am spending a day up at Judith's cabin to add to that sense of r&r that is so hard to come by when the dishes call my name and there is laundry and the floor needs vacuumed and my husband is fishing and I am supposed to make jam. I have 6 quarts of blackberries, 4 of raspberries, 3 of marionberries that I can hear from up here in Brightwood. They threaten to rot, to not taste the same, to vanish, to disapprove of me.  I don't care what they say, I'm going to sit by the river and mend. That is at least as important as jam, don't you think?


Kristiana said...

More important. What is going on? Are you free this Tuesday morning for coffee? Or maybe Saturday?

someone said...

didn't see this. Saturday, and really, any day. I'm off for awhile. would love to get together.