All Things Home and Family
We came home from Indiana where we celebrated one of Elv's brother's 70th birthday. Chicago traffic was thick and slow on our way down. So we came home through the woods of Michigan, over the big bridge and then more woods through Wisconsin. We were home for two hours when our next business in life… Continue reading Observations
Episode, The First We've been "going up to Cheney" for thirty years. I don't think we've ever missed a summer. Cheney Lake is located in the barrens just northwest of Barnes. Google maps will take you to the lake, we found out, on the narrowest sandy trails, through the bramble and hazel bush. Elv said… Continue reading Cheney Lake 2025
Amy brought plum blossoms in a pint jar to me today. Currently it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, ever. I suppose, I mean, I know that that's a ridiculous thing to say. Because I've seen many "most beautiful" scenes and flowers and faces. You can't plan for the beauty of a plum blossom… Continue reading The Most Beautiful Things
This post has been languishing in my drafts folder for days. It's pictures of our vacation in Idaho and Nebraska. Now I'll hurry up and fill in some and send. Life has picked up here at home to a hectic pitch if we want. We're not keeping up at all. But we can talk about… Continue reading Picture post
I've noticed these before for you, so skip along to something else if you want. Yesterday we had wind gusts that gave us little dust whirlwinds and took down a tree back in the woods with a crash, and brought these interesting twigs down. Mom and I found them on the gravel when we were on… Continue reading American Larch
I visited with my family in Mom and Dad's living room last night. Elv was off again to the mountains with Josh. I mention what Elv was doing because it adds to my scattered ideas here. He is most certainly not bothered by duty to society or how many connections to keep. Mountain trails… Continue reading Guilted or Blessed
Looks different in a travel trailer. But certainly not as non-existent as you might suppose. We like wild rice soup and I toasted sour dough slices on foil on the little wood stove to go with it. It's a really narrow table. Not a gracious living width at all. But we manage to sit and… Continue reading Gracious Living
And time is running out on me. We've been going on drives up mountains till the snow stops us. Tonight it was up Black Mountain, where logging happens...I don't see how. The road (think gravel logging road) is a winding ledge built into the mountain that lets us climb up. The views are awesome. These… Continue reading Full Days
Mom brought in the first Johnny Jump Ups. This is the whole clump: soil, mulch, and all nestled into a crystal desert bowl. She says she still misses the Wisconsin woods flowers in the spring. This is her annual fix, apparently. Somehow it reminded me of the Girl of the Limberlost. Elv invested in new… Continue reading Mountain Trail Baldy A
It's camper living for sure but nicely familiar and happy, too. Our favorite chores of firewood and laundry and off grid living are our version of the popular ideal of quiet living. Francis found raw milk for us. We visited the neatest little farm stand today to pick it up. This particular half gallon is… Continue reading Mountaineer Days
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