While I was packing, Lisa said she was out of coffee til Kim got back from the coast. I cried “Never fear!” Jesse had brought in a fresh bag of Heart beans, my love of loves. I loaded the car with a month worth of clothes and books, food for Luka and her multiple beds. The drive is about two and a half hours; up the lake, stretching into farm land cradled by forested mountains. By afternoon Lisa and I sat on the steps of her porch drinking french press; warmed in the sun, chilled by the wind. Buddy, her new eight month old pup, followed Luka around the yard; woofing, bowing, trying to get her to play. Luka eating his bones, chewing sticks together. So good to be back and experience this place in the spring.