This was the view out of the plane’s window on Friday morning, shortly after leaving Spokane.
My heart lifted a little at the sight.
We’d had a stressful time leaving the lake. There was a lot going on and some family worries, too, and then the lake house water pump broke, leaving us without water at a time when we needed to be cleaning and packing.
Banjo Man carried large buckets of water from the lake in order to flush the toilets. I boiled water to wash dishes. We managed just fine, except it put us behind on our “closing down the house” duties. Luckily for us, the pump was repaired the afternoon before we left.
In fact, we even went out to dinner in town with Dancing Mandolin Player and her Boyfriend Bob Wednesday night. Here was the view of the sunset from town.
Montana Kathy and her husband made sure we arrived in Spokane Thursday afternoon. We even had dinner with her daughter, son-in-law and granddaughters before heading to the Ramada. We were asleep before 9 and up at 3:30 to catch a very early flight.
Which brings me back to Denver…
Check out the signs in Terminal C.
Banjo Man and I had breakfast together and then went our separate ways. He cheerfully caught a noon flight to Baltimore and then home. I got on a noon flight to Austin and counted the hours until I would see the Funny Grandson.
Summer was over.