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The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Until we meet again, my friends…
- 100% Backwoods Yooper
- Itching relentlessly
- Jagged ice fields of Lake Superior
- Sprinkling petals atop snow
- Where the heck ARE you, anyway?
- Battened down, eating sweet squash pie & not blogging much
- One bright magical shining leaf that was known as Camelot
- Wolf, waves, coyotes, rain, wine, goose, friends.
- The grandkittens grow up into grandcats
Read, read, read…months and months of photos and words…
Tag Archives: holidays
Dear Newt Gingrich, USA presidential candidate, please quit calling us. We are on the do-not-call list. Please do not say that you can telephone every day because you’re a political candidate or a non-profit agency. I am a registered and … Continue reading
Even though I swore I would not publish a blog more than once or twice a week during the holiday season, here we are in Georgia after eating a pepperoni pizza and drinking a glass of nice white Pinot Grigio for lunch, … Continue reading
My name is Elsa. I don’t believe in Santa Claus any more. I am nine years old. My mommy and daddy buy me toys from Wal-Mart and Target. My mommy went to the store really early on Black Friday and … Continue reading
Gosh, it felt so good to be a Santa-elf last night! I was beaming like Rudolph’s red nose. It felt like–unexpectedly–the delight of Christmas re-ignited. It gets so tiring, sometimes, doing everything the traditional holiday way, the expected way. But … Continue reading
I would like to send you a Christmas card. If you are a regular reader– or commenter– someone with whom we’ve formed a blogging relationship– I would like to send you a Christmas card, a token, an appreciation for your … Continue reading
Blog readers disappear on holidays. It’s a Fact. You have all disappeared. You have all gone somewhere. You are out there having fun. You are at parades, maybe, or picnics along the beach. You are hanging out with friends and … Continue reading
We did it again. We couldn’t help ourselves. What wanton behavior! We–all in search for some Mother’s Day fun–headed back to Marquette. (“Back to Marquette?” you think, frowning, “Can’t they stay home? What’s the matter with them? Aren’t they thinking … Continue reading