Every fall my choir has a retreat rehearsal weekend at a wonderful spot in the Columbia River Gorge. At retreat this year, I decided that the best thing in the world would be to plan a writing retreat in the same spot. My first idea was to just reserve a spot and write, write, write. After tentatively reserving a 2-night slot in a 5-bedroom house on the retreat property, I recruited 8 writer friends from various arenas of my life. We ended up planning more critiquing and sharing of our work then I had originally expected, which has been terrific. For various reasons I haven't had quite as much writing time as I'd like, but it's been tons of fun, and I've just about got chapter one of my next project finished.
Right before dinner tonight I took a walk and took some photos. The lighting was perfect.
I love the way the trees lean away from the path, here, like they're making room for me to walk by.