After a hectic day on the shore, the sun was slowly ebbing away. Mother nature has showered all kindness on the entire area. The smell of pine surely opens the senses. The rolling trees engulf this beautiful place as the sound of rushing water draws nearer. And as I peer over the railing, I'm always astounded at the speed of the water fall...breaking its pace as it rushes into a tunnel and back out. The calls echoing through the trees, convince me that the chipmunks are quite aware of our silent presence.

Night was setting in, back to our holiday mansion, a legendary welcoming home where a thousand years unwind.