We headed up to my dad’s “cabin” to help with the clean up. We still call it the cabin out of habit, but there is definitely no cabin there anymore. Gradually we will find a new name for it. Above and below are signs posted on the property that had an older cabin that also burned. It made me cry on the way to our “cabin”.
This is the next morning.
The property now does not look like the property I remember, which may be a good thing. It does not remind me constantly about what we lost, but seems like a new project (stump ranch) to be worked on. Wish us strength and endurance because we will need both.