My return to The Mountain

Last night, with a loaded truck bed and Tischer sitting co-pilot, I pulled the Red Ranger up in front of the cabin. We are back. Back to the familiar fog, moist everything, and even a pile of snow on either side of the front steps. Yep, we are back.

I spent the night getting my new full size bed (no more twin for this guy) made and working out the kinks of my wireless DSL connection. I could tell Tischer was excited. She made the rounds smelling the nooks and then for a while, as I made my way between truck and cabin, she just sat on the top of the steps. She wasn't so much watching me as she was taking in the whole scene.

She knows this place as good as any and I believe she was gazing into the dark and visiting her memories. Maybe she was anticipating the coming season? Maybe she was wondering where her neighborhood pooch friends were? Or maybe she was wishing she was someplace else? I can't answer those questions, but I can say with confidence that up on her perch, she was contemplative.

The cabin is good for that. This coming season is too. We are back.