Simplify...

I have a saying on my wall that reads "Tis a fool who does not return to the place of their last happiness"

This place for Mike is Belt Creek. It is where his grandfather taught him about life, and fly fishing. It is a very special place. 

 This was the cabin that the family had for many years. It is a special place for both Mike and I. One of our good friends from high school got Mike in trouble with his grandfather for his one and only time here. That friend was killed shortly after high school in a plane crash. It forever left a hole in our heart. 

 This is the old mossy fountain that has been keeping the pump going for many years. 

 Then there was grandma...

 Before we even got inside we knew we were there. Her house always smells amazing...just like her. 

 It was a simple joy just to see Mike shucking corn with her.

We went with her out to visit Clair.

She told me so much about the family history as we looked at all the gravestones. 

 And then we were off to get back to Mike's work trip.

But not before a lot of tears and a signature lipstick kiss on Mike's cheek. 

Mike was in big trouble for not shaving btw! The kiss is one of my favorite memories about Dot and I so desperately wanted to capture it. Guess we have to go back:-)