It could have gone badly. Very, very badly. The first omen was the premature death of my car battery in the ferry line in Edmonds. Panic, and much running up and down the dock ensued. Thankfully, I received a portable jump-start from a genial ferry employee in a screaming yellow vest. Covered in a sheen of stress sweat, I kept my engine running the entire way over to Kingston, hoping not to be chastised by a yellow-vested person on the boat.
I didn't. My luck changed from then on.
|The Inn at Port Ludlow.|
|The weekend's water|
|The "Weekend on the Water" cocktail|
First, however, the Queen of Retreats, Jolie Stekly, welcomed one and all with the weekend's signature cocktail, a locally produced sparking hard cider with a pour of locally produced pear brandy. (Yes, I said Pear Brandy.) The Friday noshing hour brought everyone together for a chance to meet, greet, and eat.
|Food, glorious food!|
In between filling your head with all sorts of NoTaW (Nuggets of Truth and Wisdom), a person gets hungry. The buffet offerings kept us going, and they were excellently stocked for those of us (ahem) whose eyes were larger than their tummies. There was plenty of free time scheduled, for writing or walking or socializing. The Inn staff was gracious and helpful, and those of us who arrived as individuals departed as a cohesive and grateful unit.
And my car? Unfortunately, I think I'm looking at a new battery in my near future, but it got me home––a refreshed and inspired version of my former self. And a writer with a lot of food for thought. (Did I mention the food?)
Here's a collection of faces and folks from the 2013 Weekend on the Water Retreat. Cheers, all!