~Where Oh Where Do I Begin?~

It's been a week, and what a week, since I've posted. My wrist is getting stronger every day. I have been so busy that I haven't yet scheduled my physical therapy, but even so, I am doing better.

So, I'll start with the wedding weekend. Bright and early Thursday morning, Jim and I started out for the Adirondacks. It rained all the way there and continued to pour when we arrived at Bruce and Shelly's cabin. We made a brief stop there to drop off some breakfast goodies we had prepared for their house guests.

From there, we were off to the Big Moose Inn to check in. It was past lunch time and we were slightly ravenous, so after we checked in, we drove a few miles up the road to "Big Moose Station", a restaurant housed in an old railroad station. It is a restaurant we have always enjoyed and this trip was no exception.

Because it was raining, we decided to have dinner in the dining room of the inn. We spent the afternoon reading, enjoyed a quiet dinner and were off to bed early. It was soothing to fall asleep to the sounds of the loons on the lake and the croaking of the resident bull frog.

Friday was a gorgeous day. We spent the morning reading on the deck and enjoying the scenery.



Big Moose Lake

We decided to do a little shopping in Old Forge after lunch. It is always fun to browse through the Old Forge Hardware. Jim bought an egg poacher. I found some unique decorations for the seasonal tree on the porch. (Pics to follow). We had an early dinner in Old Forge and then went to Bruce & Shellly's to watch fireworks on Fourth Lake. The fireworks were a bust, but the company was great.



Shelly and her parents, Don and Louise Jim and I want to adopt them.



The future bride and groom.

Saturday found us at odds until early afternoon when we were expected to report for servant duty at the cabin. We bid goodbye to the Big Moose Inn.







With time on our hands, we decided o take a trip to the outer limits for lunch. Stillwater Reservoir is as remote as I want to get. It is truly out in the middle of nowhere. And, I love it. We had a wonderful lunch and watched the hummingbirds. These birds will actually land on your arms if you are patient enough.






The restaurant at Stillwater is a favorite stopping place for snowmobilers in the winter. Marion, the owner, told us they serve as many as 1500-2000 people in a weekend. Hard to believe, isn't it?

Here is a shot of a yearly tradition by seniors in the local high school. they toss their sneakers over an electric wire across the road.



The wedding rehearsal went off without a hitch.




Father of the Bride



The Bride and Groom



Krazy Firemen This band that Shelly and Bruce are members of, play at the weddings of all the band members' children. Since Kara and Jeremy are both music teachers, music was an integral and wonderful part of the wedding.



And finally, The Worker Bees

This is a picture of Bruce's sister, Pat and her husband Jim along with Jim and me. We helped serve the rehearsal dinner as well as some other little projects along the way.

I'm going to leave this fantasy weekend at this point. I am still reliving and trying to digest all that transpired. Due to the busyness of the wedding day, I have no pictures of my own. My friend, Phyllis, will send me some when she arrives back home. I'll post them with my musings on the wedding itself then.

Thanks for your patience with this lengthy post.

I'll close with a line from the toast of the bride's sister, Tracy.

"As you look back on your life together, I hope you will find that
today was the day you loved each other the least."