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I've always thought of my Blog as a scrapbook of sorts. This is where I go to flip through the pages of my life. During the last few years, gaps have stretched between posts so there are pages missing. Important pages. So.... while my life continues to move forward, breath by breath, I'm trying to fill in those gaps for future browsing and memory recall. More than likely I won't add much commentary so, if anyone out there still follows along, I apologize for the many notifications you might get as I trip down memory lane.... 

Paradise, July 2015 Edition. . .

 In a rare social move, I spent the weekend at the cabin with Michelle Holt.  I haven't seen her in years and years but we've kept in touch through Facebook and, when she messaged me a few weeks ago about needing a get away, I invited her to hang with me in Garden Valley. 

 I am seriously poor at small talk and had reservations that I would have nothing to say and we would spend a weekend in awkward silence, however, I know that Michelle is an extrovert, unlike me, so I trusted that there would be plenty to say.  And I was right. . .

 We spent time catching up on what our kids are doing, what our spouses do that make us crazy, the kinds of decisions we make everyday in our business lives and even personal stuff that should be listed under the heading: TMI. . .

 We ate, we drank, we took the dogs for walks. . .

 We sat on the porch and drank coffee, sat in chairs with our feet in the river, sat at the table and tried to find just the right angle for cell phone coverage. . .

 We took lots of pictures with our phones and I was able to get some good shots with my fancy camera. . .

 

 

We talked about the past and the present and our hopes for the future. . .

 And, at one point, a bird hit the window above our heads and died at our feet.  Life is short. . .

And I left the cabin feeling like I'd had a good therapy session and I'd formed some important thoughts and ideas and what I'm calling my two year plan.  Now all I have to do is let it all sink in and run with it. . .

Max is 5!