end of the season

 We closed up the cabin this weekend.   We were thinking of giving it one more week, and then it snowed.

Nope. All done.

He did the leaf blower and lawn mower and cleaned up the whole entire yard.

Put every last thing away, disconnected the water softener and brought that back home to store here because it can't freeze.

I did the kitchen floor, scrubbed and two coats of tough floor wax so it's ready for next year.

We wiped out the fridge and brought home THREE COOLERS of mostly condiments, I swear.  This happens every year at the end.

It was very quiet with just the four of us there.  I cooked a huge pot of chili and we slept late in the morning.

Yeah, snow.  Ugh.

But it's always a little sad wrapping up, even though the holidays are next, and we have plenty of work to do on our own house over the winter, and we spend time with all the same people, just in Minneapolis instead.   It's fine.

But I walked through the rooms one last time and thought about all that's happened in the months since we opened up the cabin, and here we are now, moving on again into the end of another year.

Onward! 

Thanksgiving is next.

Love, Val