There was no stopping the days, but we did as many fun things as we could while daughter Lise was here. We walked to the creek almost every day when it wasn’t raining or we didn’t have an appointment. One day we went down to the water’s edge, picking our way carefully on the big rocks. For the first time I walked under the road bridge, a favorite place for fishermen.
- We drove by for a quick sandwich at Burger King, where grandson David served us.
Here is the scene Lise could see from her bedroom.
The day before Lise’s departure, we met brother Bob and Beth at a barbecue restaurant halfway between our homes. It was a lucky find. Not only was the food delicious, but they didn’t mind that we sat there chatting for several hours.
I liked this shot of them. Beth looks normal, but Bob has a halo in the style of a medieval painting, as well as a small Pentecostal flame above his head.
The day Lise left, we had lunch on the porch. We let go gradually, texting from here to Asheville airport and Atlanta before her departure to Amsterdam and Copenhagen.
Mehrling Muse 