I Can See Clearly Now, the Rain is Gone

Another great weekend at Saranac!
It was really, really nice. And, for the first time, I acutally spent some one-on-one time with my step-mom. Can you believe it? Joan and my dad have been married for (more than five but less than ten?) years and this is the first time I was really able to spend some quality time with her. We dined with her friends, Marsha, Connie and John, after I arrived at Camp on Thursday evening. It was one of those lovely, warm, Adirondack evenings. Marsha made this wonderful chili-like dish (called something like Picadilly) that she served over rice. We, also, had toaster-oven brownies, made from scratch, and filled with peppermint patties. A semi-sweet riesling was my wine of choice and Joan finished off my Seneca Steamer (which I'd left at Camp last weekend). Conversation centered around stories of platform tents and the island on which their families all camped in the 60's. For the first time, I found myself wishing I were alive in the sixties and had experienced platform tent camping and summers on an island.

Creativity on the Rebound...

It's been so long since I last blogged that I seriously needed to think about my log-in information. How awful is that? I LOVE to write; I don't really consider it a chore or a task, rather a "release," but for the last month I've found my creativity at an all-time low. This is not a good way to feel. Thankfully, I was able to do a little recharging this weekend at Saranac...