For the second consecutive weekend, Cuppa and I travelled to Riverwood. Both weekends were wonderful for different reasons. The first, the wedding weekend, has already been discussed, so what about the second?
The foremost reason for this second trip was to collect and bring home wedding related stuff that was still up there. But we arrived to glorious weather and soon began to relax. Much of our relaxation took place in the newly made over planer mill. Below: B and I walk towards the mill.
When B and H bought the property a decade or so ago, Riverwood still boasted a functioning planer mill. Although it was soon gutted, the shell remained intact. Eventually, B began to work on his vision for the place. He poured concrete flooring, built the side wall, and screened the windows. The screens separate us from most of the forest insects most of the time, and it's quite a pleasant place to sit, sip, and see, and were doing some of that in the next photo.
There is a lovely, tranquil view in all directions from the old barn (next below) to the South Woods (two below).
We trundled down there both evenings of our too-short weekend and sat by the campfire toasting marshmallows and chatting. But the highlight was H reading some of her short stories to us. She is developing into a marvellous writer, and while not conventionally published yet, she has won several prestigious contests. Our imaginations fed upon her delicious prose as she read story after story by the glow of the fire under a star-filled sky far away from the urban light and haze.
Thanks guys. It was balm to the soul.