Blogging Assignment #4 Person Place or Thing Guessing Game

Guess Where:
The memories of this place are what get me through the long biting cold Alberta winters. Although a drain on our families pocketbook, this home away from home is like a glue that puts all of the scattered pieces of our family's frantic assault with the school year back together. Caught up in the whirlwind of life, I often wish I could be like Dorothy and tap my ruby red shoes.

Getting through the obligatory wait of airports, airplanes, car rides and relatives is tortuous until finally...arriving is a relief like no other. First the beach. Is the tide in? Or out? Can you see the bridge today? What has the sea left for me to find? The walk can wait.

Back to the beginning, to where the memories began. It is simple, yet personalized just to suit us by trips to every gift and junk shop on the island. It is small, functional, with just enough room to laugh, cry, talk, sing, sleep, eat and be. Upstairs are two lookouts, one to the water, one to the trees. Standing and looking out, I marvel at the silence. Silence that I have been craving since the moment we left in late August.

Unpacking is easy, not the same chore that I dread and put off for weeks into September. Once the suitcases are stored, it is time to rediscover treasures, wrapped in tissue, saved for summer, and only us. Pirates William and Daniel will come aboard again, swashbuckling another voyage. Their room is another summer's awaiting adventure.

Back outside, I am relieved to find that my summer project has survived the winds weapons and is maturing into my pride and joy. I notice the rock path is overgrown again. I will put that on my list of when and if I get to its! Nothing here is demanding, walking down the overgrown path, along the red mud road toward the sea all of the worries of another school year are receding,receding to nothing.