‎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?

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Turkey Day

Sad day...sold the Rivi...Eric, sorry!
Hawksbill Farm
Hi Bert and familius around the world! Hope everyone had a great turkey day....we did, here are some pics of us at Green Key.




Bert, I feel like such a schnozeberry of a sister, I have not been checking the blog at all and just got caught up on everything! Wow!

Blake how can I get notices to my iphone when Bert posts? That would be most helpful.
The cousins three have a blast being together and playing at the farm all the time. Soren (schornen, as Cassidy says it) has grown leaps and bounds in the sense of going from the new walker stage to the climbing up and down off the gater and tractor and running, swinging, generally way more body movement and abilities stage. He loves to wrestle with Ryder and loves to play quietly and softly with Cassidy. There is really nothing like farm life for a young babe to get to know themselves and their bodies capabilities.

Bert, love all your pics and news of life over in the sandbox....what do you think of my lame photography attempts?

Look for a box from me....whats your sock status? Require goldtoes?

Love T-Face
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2 comments:

Lake said...

I have a bunch of 'feeds' that I'm always checking, so I notice when Up North has something new. I use NetNewsWire on the Mac and the iPhone and they use the NewsGator (makers of NNW) service to keep in sync.

There's also reader.google.com which you can setup on your desktop and then visit on the iPhone's web browser for a mobile version.

But if you just want notifications for a single blog I think feedburner.com makes it easy to get e-mail notifications when something updates. I haven't tried it, though.

12:22 PM
Bert said...

Thanks for the package and the post. The photos were great and I have them hanging in my locker.

My sock status is alright. I am wearing the green wool socks and not the white cotton ones. Everything I wear has to be %100 natural fibers for flying. It is getting kind of cold here. The only type of long underwear that I have is the old skool white cotton stuff. I can wear pretty much anything that is green or black that is only wool or cotton. one or two of those tops would be nice. I have also been drinking a lot of tea recently. Any interesting varieties would be a good addition to any package you send.

The gatorade was a good thought and would have worked well last time but we have an unlimited supply of real gatorade here. The army pays $80 for a twelve pack and gives it all out for free to the troops so they stay hydrated.

Biggest thing: Please please please video Soren being himself climbing and playing and running. Just daily stuff. burn the videos onto a disc and please mail it to me so I can see my boy growing big. I miss him so much.

Love you
-Bert

4:03 PM

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