Despite the wind I wandered outside a bit, with camera in hand. A few moments to take in the beauty of this special place. The old Mt. Pleasant Schoolhouse has been turned into a home with character - oh, I'm sure there are millions of stories to tell, if it could.This sweet boy stands on the patio table near big windows on the back.A magnificent old tree gives support to a swing that provides a few quiet moments in the rush of life.My heart longed to rest awhile in this dear swing. A place to rest. And think quiet thoughts. And enjoy the fantastic view. But the chilling winds gave cause for putting that plan on hold. Perhaps another day.And then one last look at the schoolhouse as I headed to meet my dear friend who was waiting for me with a warm car - and heated seats! A respite from the cold outside as we drove toward home. With a few stops planned along the way.
It was obvious that Aleta and Bill had once again worked very hard to make our time above the river something special. You don't have to wonder if they love what they are doing. But more special than what we saw was the genuine welcome that they gave. A warm hello, remembering my name, and a big smile of excitement to see me again. And a chance to share plans for more events at the special place they call home. I will return again and again and again. I hope someday you can join me there, too.