Day one was wildly successful because every one arrived safely. The house we've rented is a 12 out of 10. If there is a fly in the ointment, it would be the excessive wind that blew all day. Even if that remains the case, the house is so delightful that we'll manage nicely. We've not been to this area before, and it is quite lovely, nestled as it is on the east foothills of the North Cascades. After every one settled in, we set out the taco spread. Giggles ensued between every bite. After dinner, Steve brought out a late birthday gift for Libby made for her by their Aunt Rita-the traditional cross stitch of the Irish blessing which was originally stitched by Anne (Steve and Libby's mother), and given out at every family wedding since. In this case, it was to celebrate Libby's fortieth birthday. Brief stories, a few tears, and much joy followed. Then, despite the wind, we ventured to the water for an evening frolic led by Falcon, Sam (Angela's dog), and Sarah. A fun time was had by all. Mimi and I are tucked into bed. In the back ground our kids are chattering, giggling, and otherwise enjoying each other. Needless to say, life is good, especially today.
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