Beach, river, woods

Reeds on the beach, reeds in the sky

Kiah wants to see everything–drink in everything–before she returns to the tall buildings and honking horns and sirens of Manhattan.  She wants to remember the smell of Lake Superior, the way the Silver River glints at dusk, the flit of hummingbirds, the ripening scent of thimbleberries, the silence of the woods.

I think our girl has been homesick, don’t you?

Little girl at the beach

One minute our children are young and playing on the beach; the next minute they are all grown up and walking away.

Daughter at beach

And then they come home to us–changed and matured, grown and wise–sharing their thoughts and hopes and confusions and aspirations with us.  And we share ours with them. 

Vervain flower overlooks river at dusk

We’ve been going here and there, there and here.  “Let’s go down to where the school bus stopped at the Access Site,” she suggested.  And so we did.

“Let’s go walk along the beach!”  And so we did.

“Let’s go…”  and off we go, sometimes even holding hands for a minute, delighted to be together.

Last night we went to the Pow Wow.  Hopefully I’ll be able to post those photos for you later–especially if one turns out of a little slip of a girl eating a pickle as big as she was!  After that we visited with some of her friends in Baraga.  Then home to half a movie and our daily sketching assignment (we’re on Day 9 of our drawing challenge–drawing whatever we deem is the Daily Assignment.)  Last night we were so tired we looked at the cover of a Harper’s magazine and said, “Draw this.”  Afterward, we laughed uproariously–mostly at my depiction.  “You could have taken a little bit more time,” Kiah suggested. 

“Not after 9 p.m.,” I replied. 

Haven’t laughed so long and hard and hilariously for some time.

River rocks and reflections

Today, I’m awake before the rest of the crew.  Barry didn’t get in until 4 a.m. after a band gig.  I got up and talked to him–an uncharacteristic move–in those wee hours. 

Now I’m brewing coffee.  Had to sneak into the bathroom to grind whole fresh coffee beans from Manhattan.  Didn’t want to wake anyone with the scream of the coffee grinder.  The coffee pot is percolating and rumbling now.

Kiah hugs a tree because she misses the woods when she is in NYC

We are soon headed back to the Big City of Marquette.  Kiah lived their sporadically during her college years.  She has a list of eight things we Must do.  We may not even be home for dinner!  (What WILL Barry eat??)

Hidden rowboat by the river

Perhaps kayaking tomorrow.  If it all works out. 

I have never been this busy in my life!

When Christopher was home in early July, mama wasn’t his primary companion on all of his adventures…

Inner labyrinth of a fern in the woods

Can’t believe this blog got written.  That seemed an impossibility a half hour ago.  But if I wait too long between posts, a photo glut builds up. 

OK, #1 Family Member hath arisen.  The coffee is done.  Time to wake #2 Family Member so we can sit together and sip the hot coffee and tell more stories…

Thanks for pausing by our cabin in the woods this morning.

About Kathy

I live in the middle of the woods in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Next to Lake Superior's cold shores. I love to blog.
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19 Responses to Beach, river, woods

  1. Elisa's Spot says:

    OHHHHHHHH!!! The image with the Vervain TALKS to me!!!! Much symbolism for me. One of those moments the artist might say oh dear lord these analytical people entirely too interested in meanings, when I simply snapped an image. Your coffee sniffs nicely Kathy! Daughter looks entirely happy and in her element too. Joy YAY!

  2. Good Morning Kath! Hugs to Kiah and the beautiful time you get to have with her.
    I am about to go pick berries with my Catherine. Daughter time in the summer is very dear. Thank you for the inner labyrinth. I needed that today.
    All my love, S

  3. P.j. grath says:

    Lovely pictures and lovely thoughts today, Kathy. The surprising view of a fern is delightful. Can you get Greek yogurt in Marquette? Delicious with fresh, freshly picked berries of any kind. Enjoy your day! (How could you not?)

  4. Cindy Lou says:

    Meanderings with Kathy and Kiah……ahhh, what a beautimous day! Love the one of the reeds, but my favorite is of Miss Kiah hugging the tree!

  5. Thanks for sharing your time together!

    My daughter showed up this morning. She lightens up the just by being here, if only a few hours.


  6. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, the photo of Kiah hugging a tree is spectacular!

    Takes photos in bathrooms
    Grinds coffee beans in bathroom
    Oh, dear — what’s next?!

  7. Gerry says:

    What a good time you’ve been having! And how many lovely images Kiah is storing up for when she really needs them.

    Barry will eat pie.

    Looking forward to the Pow Wow Post.

  8. K Odell says:

    ohh- your trips sounds so similar to my every summer with my mommy. She moved to wilderness after I was grown: I just love to come visit her in her little piece of heaven.

  9. Dawn says:

    Kiah is lucky to have such a heavenly spot and wonderful parents to visit. You are lucky to have such wonderful children visiting you. It all works out.

    Loved the fern labyrinth.

  10. Karma says:

    You are describing such a happy time, but it partially makes me melancholy. Silly isn’t it? My oldest daughter will be a sophomore in high school this fall, and I can’t help but think of what lies not too far ahead in our future – college applications, eventually leaving home. It is difficult to imagine the days when I am no longer “doing the mom thing” on a daily basis, but looking forward to the days when they will come to visit. All the more reason to be present in the moment.

  11. Laura Smyth says:

    I enjoyed this blog post. Needed it today, I think. I have a teenager about to leave on her first real trip away from home. So excited for her and also nervous. But mostly I’m looking forward to talking with her on her return.

  12. Kathy says:

    Saying “thank you all” again like a broken record. Can you hear it? Thank you, thank you, thank you! I guess what is sacrificed in this busy-ness and full-ness of time with a precious visitor is that I have less time to chat with all you guys. Glad you liked the pics and story and hope–as always–that it inspired you to be fully present with your own bebs and partners and life and …everything else!

  13. Tsh, tsh…don’t worry about us. Enjoy your time with your daughter. As a father of two of them, time spent is worth its weight in gold.

    Great photos…jealous of the fern photo. Lovely natural symmetry.

  14. Kathy says:

    Wow, Scott! You are jealous of one of my photographs??? Wow! I almost fell off the chair! Don’t worry, though…you won’t be jealous of the Pow Wow photos. Except maybe of the pickle girl, LOL!

  15. Robin says:

    Beautiful photo essay. Having our children grow up, leave home, and come back is a bittersweet experience. Mostly sweet, I think. 🙂

  16. Carol says:

    Reliving past experiences with grown-up kids is such a precious thing. Spending time with grown-up kids is precious. Revel in it while you can. Today, Gep left and this is the first time Kat has been here with us all by herself. No children, no brother, no boyfriend. Shock! Heaven!

  17. Kathy says:

    Precious indeed, spending time with our kids after they’ve left home. What a full week we’ve been having…it will be strange & probably a little tearful when she gets on that plane on Friday…

  18. What a beautiful day you spent with your daughter ! Made of small joys and great laughter 🙂 memories and new discoveries. Life takes a different meaning and shade when our grown up kids come back home now and then. So interesting and enriching to share their experiences outside home. I am so grateful for this precious moments. Thank you for sharing your own joy. Lovely blog.

    • Kathy says:

      Thank you, Isabelle. Life is, I believe, made of those small joys and simple things. Things that are so easy to overlook when we’re moving too quickly. I love the way you look at the precious moments of your own life…

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