Remember to Stop -- and Fire Up the Sauna

Ceaseless dripping from the sky, lake-finding adventure through soggy field, warm bath, hot soup. Fire dries clothes. Rest. Listen to ceaseless dripping from the sky.

Wood sauna? asks Ken. Yes. Forge creek. Ice cold rushing water. Heavy with silt, thick with rain. Katie contemplates new green on brown twig (salmonberry). Hello, Hot sauna. Ceaseless hissing from steam, dripping from heat. Cool off. Cedar umbrella in the green.

How can we not remember to stop -- and fire up the sauna -- on a wet soggy heavy-with-gray day. Like today.

Thank you to Ken, who leads the pack on how to stop and smell the flowers.

All work and no play makes Walker Creek a dull boy.

***** soggy photos from April not available ;) **** sauna and cedar bridge are from our winter 2010 gift of snow ***