Falling Spring

What does a mermaid-wanna-be like me do while smack dab in the middle of the Midwest? Look for water, of course!

Thursday, Little Bit and I ventured over towards the town we will be moving to. On the way, after a right turn and a couple of left turns down on some forest roads, we came to one of the most unique places I’ve ever seen.

And, we had it to ourselves! It. Was. Amazing.

It was homesteaded in the 1850’s and has a wonderful log cabin and mill. It’s almost like some scene from a story. The water is crystal clear, under the mill is sand, and the whole area just screams “history.”

After poking around in the building for a few minutes, I stepped around back. We could hear water gushing and I expected to see something similar to what we’ve seen in the past few weeks- water either coming up from the ground or pouring out of rocks near the bottoms of caves.

Wrong!

Instead we saw nature truly putting on an incredible show. A gorgeous gift, aptly named:

Falling Spring.

Full Circle Again

We are moving, finally. After a year and a half of trying to move, things finally worked out.

My husband was offered a job in a new town on the opposite side of our state and after some heartfelt contemplation about the benefits of moving vs staying put, we grabbed onto our new adventure.

He started working over there three weeks ago and Little Bit and I are trying to get our two properties ready to sell. Last week, we went over to visit him and have a look around.

Oh my gosh!!! You guys are going to LOVE this area. I was so worried that we were leaving our clear water streams and land abounding with nature behind, but guesss what?

Over there, the rivers are clear, there is a National Scenic Riverway, and thousands of acres of National Forest land. I am absolutely sooooooooo excited. Just think of all the new places we will have to explore!

In fact, we’ve already started. Within this past week, we’ve already ventured down several pine tree lined mountain roads, looked for wild horses, hiked around a gorgeous mill, stood on an old rickety wooden bridge, rung the bell at an old schoolhouse, and seen water the color of a stunning blue ocean in an Ozark stream.

Oh, and get this. There is a fishing lake just north of our new town which is pretty cool. You see, about twenty two years ago, my husband and I lived at a lake and went fishing almost every night after work.

When we moved to Marshfield seventeen years ago, things came full circle (you can read about it here, if you like) and as crazy as it seems, my heart just told me, they are coming full circle again.

December Vacation

We are 5 days into our birthday at the beach. According to this sign that’s hanging on the wall in our condo rental, we are pretty much on track! Well, except for one thing. sunscreen. Oops!

  • We’ve soaked up the sun.
  • I took a nap on the balcony today.
  • My husband and Little Bit built sand castles.
  • The first night we got here, we played a sports trivia game and we laughed so hard. Sports is not really my expertise.
  • We’ve enjoyed the beach several times, including this evening.
  • There’s a gorgeous indoor pool, so we swam and played.
  • We are rocking RELAX. My favorite question of the week is: “should we stay on the island or go do something?” Island is the key word here.
  • I’m always barefoot.
  • So far, we’ve taken long walks at the fort and on a few beaches.
  • Eat seafood? Why yes! Only every single day! There is a fresh seafood market on the island. We bought red snapper, grouper, two kinds of shrimp, blue crab claws, and raw oysters. Needless to say, we have feasted well every day so far. Yum!

I’m so glad they have this sign! It totally reiterates these awesome moments we’ve been having on our first ever, December vacation.