We spent the weekend at the family cabin. It was purchased when I was still small. Now as an adult I find I appreciate a variety new and lovely details that make the place great; doing the dishes in the quiet mid-morning hour, discovering discarded remnants from childhood in the garage, standing on the screen porch watching the bats swoop down at dusk. This place is a keystone in my mythology and this weekend I added to it by catching the largest fish. Summer now feels official even if the weather felt more like early spring.