Thursday, July 22, 2010

A poem about the cabin

I am from Ramblers Roost.
I am from cupboards that don't close in the summer, that slam shut in the winter.
I am from chilling watermelons in the Rogue River and hauling buckets of water.
I am from sleeping in until Dad calls out "The French toast is ready!"
I am from crossword puzzles in the sun in the yard in a lawn chair.
I am from loving my family.

I remember the feeling of turning down the cabin road, entering a sanctuary, traveling over God's creation of a soft bed of pine needles.
I remember cross-country skiing, bike riding, hiking, driving...sleeping.
I remember playing Hand & Foot until the deck ran out, and then playing again.
I remember waiting for the last log to burn out, signaling time to go to bed.
I remember never being scared, like being at the cabin was like being in your own skin.

Every time, it is restoration for mind, body, soul & family.
One day my family will come here.



I wrote this poem about a year ago, lost it though, and have been looking for it since. In anticipation of our cabin trip in a few weeks I have searched a little harder, and I found it today! Living in the Portland area we don't get to the cabin as often as we would like. But we are so excited to take Levi this summer for his first time!! Last year when we went to the cabin Levi was with us, but only a few people knew about him at the time (I think I was like 10 weeks pregnant). I wrote this about 2 weeks after I found out I was pregnant. I wanted to share it with you.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Warm Days, Cool Nights of July

Terry and Lucy and I spent a couple of wonderfully relaxing nights at the cabin last week. We hiked to Sherwood Meadows, spent some time at Diamond Lake, I fished at the Gorge and caught three trout for our breakfast, we visited some friends that were camping at Farewell Bend, and just enjoyed the peace and quiet of our beloved Rambler's Roost.

Thursday morning brought A Affordable Royal Flush from town, a septic service that cleaned out the outhouse pit of ten plus years of "you know what", so we no longer have a "Full House"! This will gain us continued use of our pit for hopefully another good length of time (5-10 years), and perhaps reduce the unpleasant aromas by some degree. Also sharing in the Royal Flush presence was our neighbors at A-16 and B-17.

Thanks to those who took part in stacking the wood that was brought in this May! You all did a very good job and really got the job done quickly.

So continue to enjoy the old cabin through the summer. Don't forget the Pruitt Family Reunion coming up this weekend (July 24th). Bring your potluck lunch and enjoy remembering family and fun times.