Last spring, our first at the cabin, we were spoiled. The pandemic had closed school and work: Sarah had hour-long Zoom sessions on Mondays and Thursdays, and I was free to work from anywhere. We went to Vermont Thursday to Sunday, roughly every other week.
This year, with Sarah back in person full-time, I was initially concerned that any weekends at the cabin, for me at least, would be Friday to Sunday, with just one full day of relaxation. Then, I thought outside the box.
Until school's out in a month, Don and I can overlap at the cabin every other weekend, with him going up mid-week, me bringing Sarah up Friday afternoon, him bringing her home Sunday, and me returning Monday or Tuesday.
We tried this out last weekend, and, although I was a little anxious about being on my own, once they left, I adjusted quickly. And I wasn't totally on my own, of course...I kept Abby.
It was a gorgeous morning--warm and sunny. I puttered around the yard and read the news. The afternoon turned cloudy and damp, so I did some housekeeping. Skies cleared in the evening, so I went for a paddle and marveled at the number of snapping turtles floating just below the water's surface.


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