Firewood Cottage In The Fall
November has finally brought the rains back to the Northwest. Sandals have been replaced with boots, umbrellas are out in force, and water logged leaves make pathways slippery on my walks through the woods.
Here in the forest, it rains twice. Once when the sky lets loose, and a second time while drenched trees shake themselves in the wind like dogs after a bath.
And I sit dry and cozy in my cabin under the Redwood tree, making quick dashes back and forth to our cozy cottage where Phil builds a crackling fire every morning.
Firwood Cottage is just a simple place, but it’s become my favorite home, ever.
It is a place of rest and refuge, a place that makes room for talking and listening, for living life and loving each other.
This week, nine of the 15 of us will share a Thanksgiving feast around the table we’ll set up in the tiny living room.
We’ll laugh and relax and we’ll give thanks for these rich and full lives given to us by God.
My friend, Jodi Stilp took a few photos of Firwood Cottage in the fall so you can catch a glimpse of this place we call home.
And this little pup of Matt and Simona's will be right in the middle of all our Thanksgiving fun.
May your Thanksgiving be filled with an awareness of His riches,