Today was a wonderful day.
Jeffery called me last night and asked if I wanted to grab breakfast at the Cedar Street Bistro downtown. Jeffery, aside from being my coworker, is a die-hard Scorpio. Naturally, I feel like I’m talking to a cosmic alien in 90% of our conversations. Jeffery dives deep into the unknown realms so you better not be afraid to hop on the ride if you want to learn or thing or two from him. I knew the moment I met Jeffery that we were going to be friends. I’m glad it’s working out for us. (more…)
Today Dad and I went kayaking in the Clarkfork Delta up in Hope, Idaho. That place is beautiful! It looked something like this:According to the weatherman, today was the last sunny day that we’re gonna see for a while and I could not be happier about it. It means I’ll actually start working on my book again.
We were the only ones in the delta. We heard some duck hunters blast their guns, but other than that it was just me and Dad. I didn’t see any ducks fall, in case you were wondering.
Mom knew Dad wouldn’t like the lentil soup I made earlier this morning, so she packed us a lunch. She made us PB&J sandwiches, cheese and crackers, and sliced apples. I made us tea, but Dad packed beer instead.
North Idaho’s beauty continues to amaze me. Coming home is something so new this time around. I feel like a whole new being, ready to explore and enjoy my new adventure in post-grad life. It certainly feels good to reconnect to my roots before I jet off anywhere new.
I’d never explored the delta before. It felt like I was in a jungle. It was swampy and delicious and brilliantly sunny with not a cloud in the sky. Ducks were singing their quack and flying over us all day. We spotted an osprey flying across the water and soaring up high into a Cedar Tree. Osprey stayed there until I was too stinkin’ loud and close for comfort.We ate Mom’s sandwiches on the rocks overlooking the bay and we talked about the good things. Dad drank a Guinness (an interesting choice for an adventure beer) and I sipped my cinnamon and orange tea, which was still burning hot courtesy of my trusty Stanley thermos.
Now I am home. I ate homemade macaroni and cheese for dinner and boy, am I ready for my bed.