Tonight, as Rustic Russ and I made our usual trek to take in the simple beauty of our path-laden 40 acres (which tonight included fireflies lighting the way) we know our planning is coming to an end.
How wonderful to share the week with a full moon. According to the Lakota Sioux, the August full moon was named “Moon when cherries turn black”.
Since last fall, also during a full moon, we have been planning for our 2nd musher gathering.
Dee Dee Jonrowe, Ryan Redington and Jason Barron.
It’s like anything you do. You plan, you carry through, and if it is meant to be, it works out.
For us, we have to rely on faith, and the fortune of good friends.
We are usually a “party of two”.
But during our event planning, especially as the day draws nearer, we have the blessings of many hands.
We look forward to meeting new friends, and seeing old ones.
It is a time for like-minded folks to come together in fellowship, worship, and fun.
Sure, it’s tough at times.
Too much time on the ‘puter.
Too many boards being milled and nails being hammered into the early evening.
All the while we still do our own “work” and maintain our farm and sled dogs.
However, we are learning to roll with the punches.
Everything always works out.
As Rustic Russ always says, “It bees what it bees…”
We hope to see you this coming weekend, at Meet the Mushers. It’s truly life changing.
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,