While my blog was down last week, I was in the Pacific Northwest, staying in a cabin in the woods near Bellingham, Washington, where we once lived for six years. No phone, email, or TV. Just a nice cabin, a wood-burning stove, a pile of books, and silence. It was great.
Autumn in the Northwest is magical. The leaves are turning, the air is crisp, and the shadows are long at just the right time of day. On one late afternoon I was driving into town. The landscape had a dusky glow. Golden leaved hardwoods were interspersed with deep green fir and cedars. The sky was blue and orange and on the way to purple. As I drove along the road that hugged the edge of the woods, it seemed entirely possible that at any moment a band of elves would appear.
I love the Northwest. I’d live there again in a heartbeat, but Heather has told me repeatedly that it is not gonna happen. I know she means it. I guess a trip up that way every fall will have to do.
Telling Stories, Asking Questions, Learning Lessons
Was that “magical” drive into town the one in which we met for coffee? If so, you should know that while you didn’t encounter a band of elves you did encouter me…an actual, flesh and blood elf. My ministry position is simply a cover for the true passions of my heart. Making shoes, cookies, and protecting middle earth from the dark lords of Mordoor is what really defines me. Consider your trip to the Great NW that much more amazing. Your welcome!
One of my regular readers lives in Bellingham. I’ve seen the pictures. I can see why you would love it.
Oh man, I am so jealouse. I have always wanted to go to the northwest area. Portland or Seatle, Forks maybe.. It sounds a lot like neverland to me! And please don’t move away.
I lived in the NW for a too-brief period of time in my late 20s. I still miss it.
It was good to see you while you were up. I’m glad you got to be a part of such a special time at my church – I wish you had seen the whole weekend… 147 in all.
I love ya, man.
So in RL Wade is an Elf?