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03/15/2008

It Is So Good To Be Back In The Village

It is so good to be back in the village. I am finally feeling a bit better. I spent my week in Vancouver being sick as a dog. I had a fever of 103 one of the days and couldn’t even make it to class. This flue really took it out of me and has lingered for about 11 days.
I drove down from Vancouver on Saturday and made a wrong turn before reaching the border heading east way out of my way and didn’t figure it out until I had traveled quite far out of my way. When we finally reached the border it was getting Dark, and we didn’t make it to Seattle until 9:30 and I decided to get a hotel room and drive to Chelan early in the morning. I got to the Boat dock about an hour and a half early and sat looking out on the water anticipating seeing my family and Keith, Karen and Lyla. The boat ride up was nice and I felt like I would burst as we came around the corner and I saw everybody on the dock. I had missed my family so much and I had been very sad to miss Keith, Karen, and Lyla’s visit. I left my things on the boat dock and headed up to Stehekin with everyone for the Art exhibit party. It was fun to watch Lyla in her zestful glory and so good to be with Dave and the girls again.
I loved my Holden reception! Everyone hugged me and let me know that I had been missed. It always feels so good to come back here and receive such kindness!
I was shocked to see how much the snow had melted while I was away. The village looks similar, but there are places where the ground is peeking through. The snow around the chalets and lodges has shrunk at least a foot if not two. The snow is getting dirty in places where the mud has been tracked from the road.
It was so fun to hear all of the stories of Lyla’s visit. She made quite an impression on the village. The village needs a bit of waking up now and again and it sounds like Lyla brought everyone to attention with her liveliness. Three is one of my favorite ages because you can be sure to expect the unexpected.