It’s Been A While

It’s the day after Thanksgiving and I am sitting in my rented cabin, “The Sunrise Cabin”, nestled near the Daniel Boone National Forest at Cliffview Resort.  I sit in a recliner in the corner of the living area, fireplace burning to my right (electric but still comfy), looking out a window in front of me at the forest surrounding us.  It’s beautiful, peaceful, and perfect. I think this is a life I could get used to, permanently, if I’m being honest.

I’m not completely alone; my dog, Scarlet, has joined me for this visit.  Scarlet is the latest arrival to my home, a stray that hit the doggie lottery by being abandoned at the exact spot that she was abandoned a few months ago. I wonder if word might be out that dogs left near my home can be seen living their best lives years later, but I think it’s mostly coincidence at this point that Scarlet and I have met. I discovered recently, after DNA testing, that she is almost a 50/50 mix of American Staffordshire Terrier and American Pitt Bull.  That doesn’t mean a lot to me other than that, but it seems to make for a great dog, in those portions. She’s been great company and very well behaved.  She too, seems to enjoy the serenity of cabin life.  She was not too sure about the hot tub, however, and had to climb up the steps several times to inspect it as I soaked, not understanding what was going on with all that. We went for breakfast this morning at the “Cliffview Cafe”—biscuits and gravy with bacon.  I made coffee at the cabin and Scarlet had her regular food, with water.  

I haven’t written anything in a while. Partly because I haven’t taken the time and partly because my mind has not been quiet enough in a long time to process words for a page.  It’s far too noisy in this world, for me at least.  Noisy, if you care about what goes on in it and about the others sharing this planet with you.  I like the cabin and the woods. This is the entire world when you are here, or so it seems.

Aside from hot tub soaking, I also had a campfire last night. Temps were in the upper 20’s so a fire felt wonderful, and necessary, for spending time outside the comfy confines of the cabin.  I love outdoor sitting around an open fire, I always have. There is just something about it—the smell, the warmth, the beauty, something. I’m not sure if Scarlet has seen a fire before but she wasn’t very interested in it this trip. She was more focused on exploring the woods nearby, but came back frequently to check on me and see that I was still here. It’s all good though, I don’t need company to enjoy sitting by the fire, sometimes it is even an experience best enjoyed alone.

I’m not sure what the rest of today will include. I will have another fire for sure and most likely another dip in the hot tub. It will probably include some reading, some nature, and maybe an afternoon nap. Scarlet has already beat me to that last one. This dog definitely knows how to relax.


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