Mt Springs - recap

Fun, fun, fun.  

That's the only way to summarize another weekend in the Poconos, by the lake, reading, walking, running, fishing, playing guitar, singing happy birthday, playing games, chatting, and of course, eating and drinking.

I hope on your drives home, that you did what Mary and I did.  Review the weekend, relive its highlights, forget the downlights (rain), and talk about how to make it even better for next year.   

Mark your calendars, by the way.  Last weekend in July 2018 - July 26, 27, 28.  We've signed up for three nights, Thursday through Saturday, with the possibility of adding a Wednesday night for one or more cabins if there's interest.

In the what-a-difference-a-year-makes category, consider this

-- Donald is now walking, running, talking, playing on screens and laughing heartily

-- David and Paula are in a new house

-- Sean is in a new job, and has a caseload in his first year that would fill up its own mini-series on tv

-- Margaret has a new job; Andrew has one year of MPH program under his belt and they're off to Oregon in a few weeks for well deserved vacation

-- Annie has moved to Cleveland and is now leaving for San Francisco in the next couple of weeks

-- Peter is working his way through a transmission line case, and replaced the transmission on his Saturn (the two may actually be connected - one paid for the other)

-- Janet has sold her Solara 

-- Johanna has a new job with an office in the "flatiron" building in New York City

-- Matthew continues to make progress with his mobility, and it shows.  He has a new car Kia Soul

-- Oliver is heading toward a quantum physics summer program - enough said.

-- Erin made a nice, happy new addition to the weekend retreat

-- Jeff and Melodie have a new house, and so do Andrew and Margaret

-- the rest of us are happily plugging along.

We missed the Dundee Dicksons and Joe and Leonor, who called in to say they were happily, anxiously awaiting the first signs that it's time to get to the hospital.  So are we all.  When Joe called, we all immediately thought he was on his way to or at the hospital.  Soon come.

We are unpacked but still have some reminders of the weekend - photos to organize, bagels in the freezer, Paula's broccoli recipe, a few extra pounds on the scale. One way was for me to start my walk on the Massachusetts portion of the Appalachian trail - we ticked off 7 1/2 miles yesterday in 5 1/2 hours, and I can say one thing - it's not like walking in Pittsfield State Park.  Rough and exhausting. Steep and scary in parts. But I got to sleep in my own bed last night, and not in a tent.  It was a good reality check.

We're off to Vermont for a couple of nights today 

Love from up here.  (our panorama photo had some glitches, sorry)