You can take the girl out of the mountains but you can't take the mountains out of the girl. Hubby and I just returned from a trip to Northern California, a place where we lived for ten years and vacationed some twelve years before. This is the scenic area between Mt Shasta and Mt Lassen along Hat Creek.
|Mt Shasta, California|
|Fish Inn, Old Station, California|
Hubby did a little fly fishing in Hat Creek, dinner with our friends Ray and Joann, went to Rotary with Bud, met the people who bought our house.
My quilting group had a luncheon in my honor and we all had a chance to catch up on things since I moved seven and a half years ago. The time went all too fast and I wish I had taken a group picture. Fifteen were there and miss each and every one of them and the Wednesday afternoons we spent together.
Saturday morning we drove back to Reno to fly back home, all the way silent tears welled up in my eyes as I knew we were leaving this special place but I did take a little bit of the pines with me-------I put a pine cone in my carry-on baggage.
Many thanks to all our friends that made our trip so special.
Hugs and stitches,