I had the most incredible stay at the cabin last night; while the granddaughters were still here, I got things together in the little red wagon so I could get there as soon as possible. And by 6 PM, the girls had gone home and I was cabin-bound.
In spring, the woods is alive with bird-sounds. In autumn, the only sounds you hear are crickets and treefrogs; oh, and early this morning I heard an owl. Once it was daylight, numerous crows called to one another. Of course, since the cabin is on a knoll just above the railroad track, there are always the frequent passing trains. I love hearing the train whistle.
It's too dry for a campfire, but I threw caution to the wind and had one anyway. As darkness enclosed me, the heat from the fire was welcome, and the flickering light from it was pleasant.
I love this place. I wandered the woods with Sadie in the light of the moon around 9 last night (a new experience, by the way), and asked God, "What did I ever do to deserve this?"