opening the cabin

While driving home from our first trip to the cabin this year I was mulling over what we'd seen, what we'd done, and the photos we'd taken wondering if there might be an interesting blog post somewhere in there.  That led me to thinking about the ice going out - it happens so quickly and did you ever wonder where the ice goes .... one day it's there and the next it's gone.  It's interesting where our thoughts take us because that led me to thinking about that time many, many years ago when I was a volunteer at one of our local  Personal Care Homes (we've had 3 long distance moves since then).  I usually met with the same residents - they were the ones who were willing to do or try anything and we became good friends.  It was at one of these gatherings that I was introduced to quilting and, as they say, the rest is history.  The lone fella who participated in everything had quite a good sense of humour and a keen mind  and was confined to a wheel chair.  Knowing we had a cabin he was always interested in what was going on there and one spring he asked if the ice was out and where did it go ... a good question and one that none of us had the answer to.  Do you know where the ice goes when it breaks up? 

Here are a few pix of cottage country and as you can see Spring is VERY late arriving this year .....

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