Relative Something

The day of our spectacular event to celebrate summer at Wintervale is upon us. We are mostly ready for guests to arrive this afternoon. There are just 368 things left to do. I’m sure we will have a very relaxed morning, lounging around after finishing everything with time to spare.

We drove home from the lake yesterday and had enough time to get some mowing done and take a few first steps toward preparing. Unfortunately, there was another gully-washer of a rainstorm while we were gone and it washed away some of our new lime screenings and pushed the sand out of our round pen.

Two steps backward for our one step forward last week.

I need to do some landscaping above the round pen to divert the water before it gets a chance to run through the new sand.

For every accomplishment we achieve, there tends to be an additional step that also deserves attention.

Today, that will be shelved for a later time. We will be doing our best to focus on the precious friends who are driving long distances to see Wintervale and celebrate summer with us and our guests, the Morales family from Guatemala. There will be music, food, sunshine (possibly through clouds), horses, our dog Delilah, fields and forest trails awaiting our visitors.

I will be trying to find a way to help folks figure out where to park, and doing my best to spend as much time as possible with every person who shows up. Despite my desire to tell visitors every story I have about our place, it will serve me well to figure out short versions and parse them out sparingly.

People will pick up the gist of what we have going on at Wintervale by the experience of simply being here. The property and our horses will tell enough of the story to accomplish what I wish them to know. I would like to relax, enjoy the moment, and let people discover whatever is theirs to discover.

I hope I remember to take some pictures…

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