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Palm trees, egrets, shrimp boats (and home again, home again, jiggety jig)

    Hello, dear reader.  I am back from a lovely week of vacationing at Fort Myers Beach, Florida, with my mom, brother and sister-in-law. Am feeling rather mellow and tired, but wanted to upload these photos this afternoon. It … Continue reading

Posted in February 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

Annoyed, amazed, humored, and sad. All in one day.

 Very annoying.  Yesterday we “fixed” the wood stove furnace belt, which “entertained” us with squeaky noises for the past month.  An hour later the new belt is entertaining us with different squeaky noises. Can it be fixed? At times squeaky … Continue reading

Posted in January 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 36 Comments

Two weddings, a dam, a journal, death and family photos

Last January, just before I quit blogging for ten months, I wrote a post called “The world’s best journal“.  The journal is one of the things that makes me unconditionally happy.  To read back over the years and to remember … Continue reading

Posted in January 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 45 Comments

Twelve points on the wall of possibility

 I may be over-doing it blogging lately, but, gosh, it can be fun. Some day, perhaps, the writing will cease again–but for now, it’s alive here. It can be especially fun when it’s cold.  Something to do, you know, in … Continue reading

Posted in January 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 36 Comments

Our Little House in the Big Woods

    I just received an official notice.  It’s been nine years since I first started blogging about our Little House in the Big Woods. Nine years ago, on a snowy winter day in 2008, the idea arose to spend … Continue reading

Posted in December 2017 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

Close your eyes and imagine your dead father’s face

Close your eyes.  Now imagine your dead father’s face.  Pull it into your inner sight, the wrinkles on his face, the dear crooked smile, the stubble of beard, the gray-brown hair that fell just so on his precious forehead. Feel … Continue reading

Posted in December 2017 | Tagged , , , , , | 42 Comments

Lock your cars in late August or beware…

Sometimes I love this twilight hour of a late November afternoon.  Darkness approaches; the gray overcast sky nestles among the bones of tree branches.  Dinner beckons in the mind’s recesses:  what shall we have? Tonight it’s zucchini fritters laced with … Continue reading

Posted in November 2017 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 27 Comments