Does the River look high?...

So we went back up to the Catskills this weekend to retrieve our belongings from our great flood adventure. Fortunately the river did not look high this time around. The basement was dry and our pack n' plays, shoes, Wii and numerous baby books and creative playthings were all present and in good condition- sans water damage.

The trip was short (arrived 9:30PM Friday, left at 1:30PM Sunday) but sweet. Despite the 7 hours it took for us to arrive, the leaves were just about full color and the weather was warm during the day and perfectly cool at night. We were able to relax (as much as one can with two 14-month girls anyway) by the not-so-high river and were able to create the most-recent memory of the fabulous A Frame cabin to succeed (but of course not replace) our last one.

Lucy looking all grown up with her "do" 

Saturday evening- the moon was bright; it illuminated the expansive yard in front of the cabin. We could hear the rushing river behind the crackling fire. Behind us, the walnut trees expelled their seeds; the thumps were quite loud (and somewhat startling in the dark) as the nuts took their 10-foot leaps to the ground. We were sitting in two big Adirondack chairs around the fire; as the night went on, the fog came in and we heard coyotes howling in the distance... it was quite beautiful!