There's nothing quite like the crisp feel of Autumn. It's on the cusp as the air gets a little less humid, life seems to get a little more sleepy, and travel seems bleak at times. Labor Day weekend, although it has passed, is usually a start to come to terms with letting go of those day trips to the beach, camping, and barbeques seem to be fewer and far between. We like to celebrate Labor Day weekend with a last hoorah at Dark Nest.
The first major project my dad and I worked on at Dark Nest was running electricity and thirty amp power to some campsites. These are used by our family who come out and enjoy Memorial Day weekend and Labor Day weekend. We've been doing this since the inception of Dark Nest, and I wouldn't change it for the world. It's a sense of peace in the backyard of our property when I see the vast array of tents, RV's, and our family nesting for the weekend, whether it's to kick off summer or to end the summer and prepare for winter travel. It's become a tradition with many memories, one where we get together, have conversation, work on projects, sometimes a camper project or something else. Some of those weekends are spent relaxing and eating (how could I leave out eating?).
This year brought a sad reality to us. We recently lost my grandmother, Ruby, who I loved with all my heart. She enjoyed coming out to Dark Nest, because she loved her family, and it also brought back fond memories of when she used to attend a one room schoolhouse in her youth. She wasn't here this year, and didn't make it to Memorial Day weekend because she had passed in May, she travelled someplace far more beautiful, that someday we all get to see. It was a sad reality because all of my adult children have flown the nest, are doing their adulting in the world, and we missed them coming out to visit. My namesake was still here, our youngest, and we both took a reprieve, from relaxing, to attend his first concert. It was a lasting memory, one which I know we will never forget.
Everyone that entered Dark Nest in its beginning signed our chalkboard, here's my grandma's signature:
Everyone that entered Dark Nest in its beginning signed our chalkboard, here's my grandma's signature:
Raising seven children wasn't easy. It wasn't a walk in the park, and we did it. Our children are doing the things in life that they love to do, and we are very proud of each and everyone of them. Life has come full circle. We still continue our traditions, still talk about the trips we've all taken, and still continue to grow as a family.
So, as my parents plan their escape to Florida, for the winter, and as we prepare the final "Eagle" in the nest to fly into his goals, into his own adult life, the sad, but happy, reality sets in, that Maria and I will be able to fly as well, next year. We'll be flying to destinations, mostly unknown, in the Mothership, changing our lifestyle, with adventure and bringing back full circle what we started with before commiting a life to parenthood, which will never end, and bring our marriage into new blossom. The traditions of life will continue, the memories of life will never fade, and our hearts will continue to beat each second we breathe the fresh air that is granted in our life.
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