There’s nothing like going out there and coming back home! Alaska was fabulous. Some of my expectations were met head on. Lumberjacks are awesome! Very Awesome. It was a cruise, so I only saw a little part of Alaska, just a teaser really. Cruise boats= cruise ports, well everyone needs to bring back a tee-shirt, right? The lumberjacks just wouldn’t fit into my suitcase!
Coming home often drops you into realisations. I like my house, I like where I live except for the constant smoke, from either the beach fires, ( aka someone is burning a mattress again) or the fires from the two old men on our block. Both of whom believe that a really odd foul-smelling blue smoke from their chimneys is okay. It stinks up the whole area. I think toxic cloud and make Teddy stay inside, but it means, windows and fresh air just don’t happen in this little part of the world.
I did find out something incredibly special. I have some amazing friends.
It’s always the way it goes. You double check everything before you set off on a trip! Packed and ready to go, I check the temperature for the garden and want to cry. It’s going to be 90 degrees in Seattle, whilst I was gone. 90!! Too hot for porch plants and window baskets to survive a week without water! So last minute texts, pleas, and major panic, and I have the garden sorted for the week.
I can relax.
My garden will live!
My friends will water for me! No problems.
Sitting on a deck chair with the fresh air blowing in my face. I hear the words— but I turned the water off, how can they water?
Stunned silence. Then major panic.
Of course we turn the water off when we leave. Nothing worse than coming home to a flood. It is the thing to do. Windows, closed, gas off, water off, Taxi here…off we go.
Now on the boat, they charge for internet. They really charge. I am leaning out a window trying to get a signal. I don’t want my friends driving over to the house to find air coming out of the hose pipe! I am gutted.
My plants will die. I might as well get used to the idea.
What to do. Just get on with it I suppose and replant. It’s the end of the season, I remind myself. Still….I fuss.
I manage to find a hero, who goes into the house and turns on the water. I get signal, and text my friends, who all say the same thing.
Relax, Calm down. It’s sorted.
Was it ever sorted! Every plant looked full and lush when I returned. Miss me? I don’t think so.
And of course it rained, and rained, and rained the minute I go back.
As they say with every cloud comes a silver lining, even if I had lost all my plants, I discovered that I had a super support team…some very good friends! To you, a thank you!
So it’s back in the saddle again. I plan to post photos of the trip and my thoughts on Alaska, get back into writing, and my beloved London.
If there is a topic I haven’t covered that you would like me to write about, just post a comment and we will see what it stirs up!
Welcome home, Susan. Glad you enjoyed your lumber-er- trip.
Hi Tom, lol…they don’t let you take the lumberjacks home.
Alaska is fabulous. I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Susan.
I can’t wait to go back again! Andra, it was stunning!
Alaska is truly the last frontier! Glad that you enjoyed one of my favorite states.
Misti, it was stunning. Sometimes it looked so beautiful it was unreal!
You and lumberjacks……cant take you anywhere lol
Hi Jacs… I know I know….lol…too bad my suitcase was too small! 😉