WHERE TRANQUILITY IS HOST. . . . .

I would venture to say that the weekend before Thanksgiving was the last true Fall weekend and we were as relaxed as a weekend would allow.  Following a stay at a private property at Kohler, our agenda on Sunday morning was for all of us to meet at RIVER WILDLIFE LODGE  for Sunday morning brunch.

This rustic log cabin borders a lush hardwood forest.  There

are six cozy and inviting dining areas that included

intimate lofts.  The welcomed mix of earthenware placesettings and

pewter could not have been more perfect amidst a seasonal lucious

menu and offerings of Sunday morning bloody Mary's.  (of course

I did!)

The path leading to the Lodge Restaurant.

There was a chill in the air and this massive fireplace was a wonderful

WELCOME as we entered this log cabin.  The smell of wood, mixed

with the smells coming from the kitchen, mixed with this wildlife

atmosphere was tranquilizing.  So serene. . .

Since this is a hunting lodge, a few wildly wonderful reminders

seem to welcome us as well.

Someone's hunting dogs served as a reminder that they might

have had something to do with the smaller critters that were

proudly on display. . .

We had brunch in the loft and this wonderful cedar roof

seemed to beckon. . .

A carved wooden deer hanging from the ceiling and over the

brunch table. . . .

A feast awaited us and these were the pre-brunch

offerings. . . cheese selections, a side of smoked salmon,

salads of all kinds, a fresh fruit tray, muffins, scones and a

selection of meats, fresh made breads and pastries.

Over sized logs ushered us to our seats.

An Elk standing watch over the lodge. . . .

From the loft. . . . . an owl vies for attention.

Vintage snow ski's adorn one of the logged walls.

The lodge porch  holding on to Fall.

River wildlife at its best.

While there weren't many flaming leaves to enjoy, the bittersweet vine

still a reminder that Fall was still enjoying its stay outside this tranquil

lodge. 

As we walked the path back to our cars, thoughts of home began

to come into my head.  Thanksgiving was only days away (so much to do),

  I still  enjoyed the crunch of leaves underfoot and reminded myself

that one of the noisiest parts of the weekend were the birds flying

over head in formation beginning their migration South.  A soothing, tranquil

weekend had been shared with special friends and the reality of life awaited

us as we headed for home.

A weekend at Kohler, is a special weekend to experience almost

any time of the year. . . .the Kohler Design Center is also an attraction

but, there was no time to do it all.   Maybe next time. . . .