Dust If You Must

My son had to take care of a few things in the next town over, and I went along with him, as I've been wanting to visit this small town for quite awhile.  It's a bit further up the mountain, and my brother-in-law knows these mountain roads better than us, so he drove us there.

At our first destination, we saw Mount Shasta clearly in the distance.  Still covered with snow, it looked so majestic.

I often show photos of Mount Shasta, cause it's a special mountain to my family.  I can also see it vividly near my home.  I've talked a little about it with you, sharing that Nel had climbed it twice.  But I haven't shown a photo since early on of her climbing this grand mountain.  It was a difficult climb for her the second time, and as she was hiking down and getting close to the base, she became almost delirious.  She was so exhausted.  Here she is at the peak of the mountain, and I can imagine how pleased she was as she reached the summit.

Well, I've been told of a lake that I've been wanting to visit, and my brother-in-law was kind enough to take us there.  It was pretty, filled up with water from the rain we received, and so blue.

The drive home was lovely as ever, as there was still snow on the roads and through the woods.

We ended the day with the best pizza in town.

I dusted last weekend, one of my least favorite chores, but everything looks clean and polished.

Dust If You Must

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better

To paint a picture or write a letter,

Bake a cake or plant a seed,

Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,

With rivers to swim and mountains to climb,

Music to hear and books to read,

Friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there,

With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,

A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.

This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,

Old age will come and it's not kind.

And when you go - and go you must -

You, yourself, will make more dust.

~Mrs. Rose Milligan from Lancaster

 in Lancashire, England.