It has been a little under two months since we arrived in Hartford, Wisconsin and the family lake house on Pike Lake.
John and I have had the place to ourselves for the most part. It already feels more like home now. There also have been a few larger gatherings of friends and family when the house is a hive of activities, comings and goings, laughter and chatter, communal meals and libations, the beauty of the lake, boat rides and that joyous laughter only children can make.
But there have also been those peaceful moments of tranquility and time for reflection and contemplation. Dreaming and exploring. Basking in the pleasure of a beautiful sunrise, the morning chatter of a multitude of birds. One forgets how adorable a baby chipmunk can be. How joyful is a hopping squirrel gathering morning goodies. The grace of a grey crane taking to flight.
To be sure, we miss our urban lifestyle that feels so comfortable to us. We recognize how much we take for granted. Convenience, seemingly endless variety, access to so many natural treasures, the ever changing diversity, cultures and entertainment.
Mostly, we recognize how very fortunate we are to have so many friends and family around us. It is though we experience Thanksgiving every day, with every contact, telephone call, Skype/FaceTime, note card, or gathering.
PS: A big heartfelt THANK YOU to Jennifer and Matthew for making us so welcomed.