"Now it is a strange thing, but things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a deal of telling anyway. They stayed long in that good house...and found it hard to leave. Bilbo would gladly have stopped there for ever and ever--even supposing a wish would have taken him right back to his hobbit-hole without trouble. Yet there is little to tell about their stay."
Getting to Sue's house from Henniker was a trip filled with side roads and hairpin uphill curves, which Sue, in the car in front of us, navigated with the ease of someone long used to taking this journey. Corb and I, on the other, were on the edge of our seats, particularly when cars approached from the opposite direction.
Once we arrived, however...well, what is there to say? A warm atmosphere greeted us, along with a pot on the stove filled with home-made minestrone and a bag of dark chocolate. Sue's place was like a gingerbread house, one I immediately felt at home in.
And, for the next two hours, a light supper, laughter, conversation...it all reminded me of the days back when Sue lived in Eldredge, back when I was fresh out of college and we would hang together and make plans of conquest for the theater group that we headed up. Shortly after supper, Sue spread out on the couch for a power nap, and Corb and I passed the time away.
It was, without question, my favorite part of the trip, and over far too soon. It wasn't one of those visits that you have with people you knew in your past, where you suddenly realize, with an uncomfortable start, that there's no longer anything in common. No, far from it, this space seemed totally right, this friendship still fit as comfortably as an old pair of jeans.
But, sooner rather than later, it was time to head back to the theater with Sizzling Sue.
It was a nice moment in time, and the photos make me smile when I look at them. What is life, if not a journey taken? Like any good journey, the trick is to make certain that you fill your passenger seats with good company. With that traveling essential, it really doesn't matter where you're headed--even the road to nowhere.