The best laid plans of mice and men....I planned on a cozy cottage and ended up at an Oneida Nation Resort/Casino. Except for the smoking in the casinos that you must walk through to get to the restaurants....this place is poetic. Quiet and peaceful, this resort gives tribute to the Native Americans of Verona, NY at every opportunity. Hand carved wooden chairs and gas fireplaces dot the landscape to give the feel of the outside in every corner of the resort. Gas fireplaces, while not natural, allow the ambience to continue even in the worst of weather and when they are lit, it feels peaceful.
Sitting on my balcony overlooking a man made pond, the sound of the birds singing...is almost too much sweet music. With the trees budding more each day, they have come to enjoy the renewal of life along with their cousins, the butterflies. It truly is beautiful to witness the re-birth of nature each spring. Here I sit in the middle of it...writing.
There is lots of greenery because there is a golf course here....and the required gym, spa and restaurants. But I prefer to find a quiet spot with a handcarved wooden chair and my computer and go to work.
Today I am telling the story of another child of war who has seen too much tragedy in too few years. I hope that if your heart breaks from the sorrow of it....your spirit will be renewed....like that of my children who survive...like the spring that I am watching unfold in front of me....for it is a story that cannot go untold.
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