‎63 Years of Memories....

‎63 Years of Memories....
that's what I have now. The photo below shows the chair on the point which for so many years was my father's favorite after-supper place to contemplate and cast for walleye. As much as I feel guilty about what's happened, I know he would understand and even say there's nothing to forgive. He lived life fully and moved on many times. I'm the one with the unique experience of being attached to a beautiful place for my whole life. And despite all my best efforts, yesterday the 'cabin' was sold. I signed the papers and, truth be told, a weight was lifted. A new life lies ahead without the obligations, but with all of the wonderful memories. My unrelentingly positive attitude says this is truly how it is, but my heart is still sad.

There are some things in life for which the balance between the obligation and the joy of ownership often cannot be sustained forever. It became clear that I was no longer up to the task of taking care of the place quite a while back. However, knowing what needs to be done and doing it are often far apart. Finally, no choice was left. It had to be sold.

Now it's gone. No more worrying about how long the grass or how deep the snow is up there. No more sublimely pleasurable early morning cups of coffee sitting on the dock when the color of the lake is like pale blue glass and the air is completely still. No more endless repairs, high taxes, and utility bills. No more late nights around the fire pit with friends and family - warm from both fire and friendship. No more frozen pipes or emergency calls to the furnace guys. No more saunas and midnight skinny dipping that make you feel like you'll live forever while your connection with nature is confirmed by the gazillion stars of the milky way and the loons calling out in the dark. No more concerns with low well water levels or water so hard and full of iron the clothes turn yellow and your newly washed hair feels like brillo. No more finding the way home by boat in the dark after a long day on the lake feeling like this is the only place you really, really belong. No more praying that the boathouse will make it another year without collapsing. And ultimately, no more making new memories with friends, family and loved ones. No new memories, that is, at Half Bay, Lake Vermilion, Tower, MN. New life... here we come!

How do you thank a place for memories?

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Some pictures from my vacation to Egypt.

Hello everybody. I just wanted to try and post som pictures. I finally find out how.

This are from my trip to Egypt this Summer. Not as good pictures as you take Bert, but you will get some idea of how it was, I guess.

We went on a snorkelling trip one day. The weather was just beautifull and warm. We spent 14 days in Hurghada by the Read Sea.



This pictures are taken with an underwater camera I bought in a shop. Not the best camera in the world. But it was real fun to see all the fishes and all the nice colors under water.

Our hotel The Grand Resort. It felt like Thousend and one Night. It was a 5 star hotel with great rooms and pool area.



We also went on a one day trip to Luxor by bus. We visited the Karnak Temple, The Nile, the Collossi of Momnon and the valley of the Kings.



Well, this was my first post on your blog. I will try to post som more pictures later. It's so good to see that you all are doing so well.

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3 comments:

Todd, Tania, Ryder & Cassidy said...

Great Post Heidi! Did you go on this trip with friends? Dads right where are all the pictures of you? Hope to see more from you - Love, Tania

6:26 PM
Lottie Dah said...

Heidi! So nice you can post now. You take such great vacations, I can't wait to see photos from the next one! It was so nice to see you this summer. Thanks again!

9:03 AM
Bert said...

I for one think the photos look great. I hope we are all as fortunate to see such beautiful things and places in our own travels and adventures to come. Thank you for the magnificent contribution.

5:50 AM

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