Remember when you were a kid and long summer days stretched ahead of you? You didn’t have to-do lists or errands to run. No bills to pay or stress to endure.
Over the holiday weekend, Paul and I were able to revisit those long summer days – and it was heavenly.
Paul’s dad owns a small cabin on the Russian River in Healdsburg, CA. Paul has been spending summers there since he was 12. We took the pooches up for a two night stay.
Although there is a television at the cabin, the thought of being inside is sacrilege. Days are spent exploring the countryside, reading on the deck and slowly floating down the river in an inner tube.
We eat three meals a day. We start with a large “weekend breakfast”. Lunch is very simple, usually consisting of hot dogs or sandwiches. Dinner varies from steaks, Tosetti Burgers (the size of softballs) or a big platter of pasta. Dessert often entails pastries picked up at the local bakery or apple pie made with apples just picked from the garden. Meal planning, preparing and clean up is effortless. Meal consumption is a relaxing, languid affair.
Harlan especially enjoyed the trip. He wasn’t up for swimming in the river, but he did enjoy wading up past his knees. Bulldogs aren’t big on swimming so Mushu stayed on the deck and enjoyed the break from Harlan.
I love our trips to the cabin. Time slows. The days are long. It’s the way summer is supposed to be spent.