|Orofino, Idaho -- October 22, 2014|
Elderberry Fest 2014 is history. Nick and Hallie left about 11:30 a.m. Sunday (Oct. 26) and Clint an hour later. At first the house seemed all too quiet, but of course, there was plenty to do – the coffee pot to put away, the kitchen to clean, Italian prunes to finish drying, even decorations to come down. Mike and I considered leaving for town ourselves, but we decided to stay another day. (It probably had more to do with the schedule of football games than anything else.)
The week just flew by in a flurry of activity, yet last Tuesday seems a long time ago. Funny how that can be.
On Tuesday (Oct. 21), Mike took Bess and drove to the Boise area where he met a friend for a bird hunt in Oregon on Wednesday. The hunt was unsuccessful (birds are scarce this year), but he enjoyed visiting his friend and sharing dinner with son Milo and Jenny.
Nellie stayed with me, and I think she really enjoyed the one-on-one – or maybe it was just the absence of Bess. Wednesday (Oct. 22) I loaded the car with groceries and supplies and drove us to the farmhouse. I stopped on Gilbert Grade to take pictures of Orofino.
Once at the farmhouse I unloaded the car. Besides readying the house for company, I finished two aprons for Elderberry Fest – the practical kind that provide coverage.
Of course, Nellie and I took several walks. She looked for the elusive coveys of Hungarian partridges while I carried the camera and looked for photo ops.
Thursday (Oct. 23) was the gathering day. Mike drove to the farm from Nampa, arriving in time for lunch. Son Clint came in mid-afternoon, but Nick and Hallie didn’t make it until 11:00 p.m. (We knew they would be late.) Mike and I retired at 9:30, miserably sleepy, but I awoke with a bang at 10:30 and sat by the north-facing window to watch for them. The first sign of their approach was a sweep of light across the north field -- before I could even see their headlights.
Yes, Nick and Hallie really can come in by themselves and find their way to bed, but the fun part is watching the dogs greet them. I don’t miss it if I can help it. Hallie always brings special treats purchased at Seattle’s Mud Bay pet store, so first we have to get through the initial “what-did-you-bring-me?” moment. After finishing her treat (a pig ear), Nellie climbed the stairs three at a time to find Hallie and tell her how happy she was to see her. She was none too pleased when I insisted she go back outside to bed.
Tomorrow: A batch of elderberry jelly