The Brook is high this weekend

I stopped by after Phyllis Kruger's funeral. Driving through Haddam Neck and all the history of our family there was moving for me. The little church was packed with Phyllis' family and the Haddam Neck community. I learned that she was a comforting soul and loved by many. She was active as part of the Haddam/Haddam Neck Volunteer Fire Dept, and the Fair and church. I sat with Connie, and saw Jeff Schleidt, Roger Kruger, Mary Sandin, and then briefly John Kruger, all of whom knew me without introduction. There were other familiar faces. Family is so important and comforting.

Then on to the brook for solace.

The dam is holding, making a beautiful pool.

The bench by the slide was a comfortable place to sit and watch the water rush over and down the slippery rocks. One would get quite a ride in this water!

And then back up the path. You can still see the smooth river rocks lining the path from Mormor's 80th birthday party. Nature has a way of reminding us of the inevitability of change and the comfort of the familiar.  I left feeling refreshed, ready to go back to the everyday world.