We found a minute to go to the cabin to mow the lawn and wash the windows on Monday and Tuesday.
The field at the end of Joshua Road was white with flowers. And the woods were abloom with bluebells, wild roses and other flowers that I don’t know the names of.
It was cool up there and not as wet as it is here in Wisconsin. Oh, the mud hole was full of red water, but we simply walked in so it didn’t matter at all. Besides Elv’s errand for his boss…the reason we even got to go up, found us a way to finally span that ole mud hole.
The last six miles of gravel is always exciting for us. And the lupines are blooming right now. When we checked our time right about here; we realized that even though we’d taken 27 and A north through the woods, we’d made great time. Just a little over two hours, this time. Elv managed to look a little sheepish, but I felt triumphant.
The generator gives us enormous satisfaction in lights and electricity. It is very quiet, too. But I wouldn’t go so far as to say that we can’t hear it at all. When there are no other motor sounds for miles around, you can hear a generator no matter how “quiet” it may be.
Last time we were there there was a big snow bank in front of the door that we had to climb over and slide ourselves carefully down to get in. 


Isn't summer just the loveliest? I am enjoying it too. I have my own cabin (of sorts). I think I'll blog about it sometime.
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