
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
A cabin in the woods

Tyler, what big ears you have!
The deer is whispering to Andrew now.

Is this a Cavs fan or a Bulls fan?

Brooke and Becca cooperating in a game of Skipbo.
A serious game of Skipbo.
So how did Bruce win the game when it was the first time he played?

You must have been a beautiful baby, but which one?

The swing was a popular place to just hang out.
Visiting and sharing stories.
The birthday boy!
Whispering sweet nothings in Carl's ear. . . .

Sharing good stories.

Being out in the woods with family was like a big hug. As Peg said, "Family, being out in the woods with bird songs, a babbling brook and bright stars. It just doesn't get any better."
I am reminded of the old, old song, "I love those dear hearts and gentle people....I feel so welcome each time that I return, that my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown, because those dear hearts and gentle people will never ever let you down."
The cabin reminded the Franklin family of all those vacations to Wisconsin and the simple pleasures that come just being together and enjoying nature. All the cooperation and caring was just a little bit of heaven! Can't wait until next time.
Friday, July 24, 2009
A-Hiking We Will Go!
1040 Thirty Years Later
What a different house with the raised roof and front grill on the porch. I guess Dad would be happy to see that the magnolia tree is still there in the middle of the front yard. And Carl would approve of the lack of a lilac hedge in the front that eliminates having to rake all the leaves out. It appears that there is a fence along the back yard with grape vines. A huge house is to the west so I guess the Keller's home is not there any more. I always liked the story of how the two houses were "twins" built by brothers side by side.
Graue Mill
Since we stayed so close and the Graue Mill was such a big part of Mary Ann's retirement years, it just seemed like a natural for us to go to see it. My great grandfather Schoettler had a grist mill in Hallenberg so I guess the mill is in our blood. Mary Ann loved taking the school field trip groups around and showing them the mill. She especially enjoyed the spinning of wool into yarn.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)










