Our third intern retreat was last Thursday and Friday at a cabin in North Fork, California. Five hours north, between Fresno and Yosemite. We stayed in an amazing cabin with the finest craftmanship of everything I'd ever seen. The woods used on all the walls and cabinetry almost didn't seem like wood to me because I had never seen wood look so natural and beautiful.
There were no paper towels anywhere. All the bath tubs were the old fashioned kind with the feet. As we were eating dinner outside at sunset we saw flocks of bats leave the rafters--live bats, a first for me.
And this is the car I've been driving recently. 1993 Saturn. I learned stick shift on it at the request of my program director who wanted to sell the other car I had been using. This pictures was on the way back from our retreat. You can see we took some of the dirt roads with us.
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That's a cabin??? Looks like a pretty nice house to me. Reminds me of the time I took Grandma to visit a friend at her "cottage" in Michigan. They kept calling it a "cottage," so I brought my sleeping bag so that they could have the beds and I'd sleep on the floor. Turns out this "cottage" had 7 bedrooms, about as many bathrooms, and 32 muffin tins in the huge kitchen ~ we never did figure the muffin tin thing out.
:-)
Aunt Jane
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