Adventure 450: The Story of George, Lake House Repair, 46

April 28, 2018

Real time found George making a stand. When we got to his room, he was reading while waiting for lunch. We'd come for our Friday Tai Chi class, which George came to and participated in. But back to the "Stand". No pills to be seen. The box was missing from its spot on the desk. It wasn't in plain sight in the bathroom, it wasn't in plain sight in the bedroom. The pill bottles were still on the desk, but he'd put the pill box somewhere out of sight. So it goes. His method of taking care of his pills, which he says he's done for years is to simply ignore the issue. So be it. I've talked with several friends and acquaintances about this adventure. Many, who are past the experience, say in retrospect, "We should have just left them alone." That's our current plan. We'll visit, have lunch or dinner, play dominoes or bingo, and generally chew the fat. Life advice, not so much.

As for our other adventures, we headed up to Priest Lake to my cousin's place, which he generously allows us some use of, to repair a part of the deck railing, which had been smashed by a falling Birch tree. The day (Temp near 80) was gorgeous. Bright, airy, not a lick of wind. Priest Lake is wonderful anytime, but to have a summer like day in late April is truly a gift. The repair went well. Our neighbors in Spokane have their lake place a few doors down from Douglas. They were up, so we had dinner, and enjoyed a nice evening, not even turning on the lights. Instead, we chatted into the dimness of late evening, soothed by the rushing noise of Horton Creek as its melting waters flowed in to the lake. Then, with the aide of technology, they used their phone flashlights to make the short trek home. It was a good night. We awoke to temps in the high forties, grey sky, still calm, and ever so peaceful. Planning on a breakfast of Huckleberry pancakes with bacon, doused generously with real maple syrup: finger licking good, especially today.

 Sweeping the rocks with a little style.

 Sunlight filling the cabin.

 The repaired railing. Long view.

 The repaired railing. Side View.

 The repaired railing. Top view.

 Repair's reward.

 The cabin, known to us as Noraville, bathing in the warm spring light.