We were getting cabins ready for the busy summer season. So much to do...touch up paint, sand and stain, put out outdoor furniture, deep clean grills, clean up yards from trash left out in winter that got buried in snow 10 feet deep. I was on a roll. My brother had come to help, and worked me so hard I could barely walk by the day's end.
Our clean-up had produced about 4 loads to take to the landfill. Save that for Saturday, May 16, the last day before I was to leave for home, I told myself. Get it all at once. Friday night I went to bed with rain coming down hard. It was too noisy to be considered white noise, but I was too tired to care. I fell asleep hard, but sometime during the night noticed the lack of noise. The rain had stopped.
The rain had stopped, all right, but something typical of Island Park took its place. Little did I know that the silence I was experiencing meant my four loads of landfill fodder were being covered in 6 inches of snow! I woke up Saturday ready to get to work to find all my plans foiled. But how could I be disappointed when looking out the window of The Gathering Place I beheld this sight? So I took the morning off, relaxed in the recliner, turned up the gas fireplace and enjoyed a typical Island Park spring day! I love this place!
