This morning at 7:00 sharp, Mark and I were awakened by a trumpet playing Revelie. For a moment, Mark was confused until I reminded him that we are camping at the Davis Monthan Air Force Base.
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Lincoln, the Civil War, and Embalming
My boss at the Noble House back in Door County is putting together the spring newsletter, and she asked me to write an article for it. Our tour this summer is going to be A House In Mourning: Victorian Funerals so she gave me the assignment of writing about embalming during the Civil War. Spoiler alert: If you are squeamish, this might not be a good article for you to read!
Continue readingFrom Lincoln, NE
This morning, Mark and Tucson and I walked around the park we found ourselves in when we woke up. I had hoped we were on the edge of the Mississippi River so that I could dabble my toes in it, but we couldn’t get close to the river due to Mud Lake being in the way. However, the pictures I got were the only ones I got today, so enjoy…
Continue readingMeet Delores Warner
I’m doing something a little different this time. I want to tell you about a woman who has been a friend of mine and an avid reader of this blog practically since I first started writing it — Delores Warner.
Continue readingVisiting
My sister, Lauryn, has turned me on to a book called The Sacred Romance: Drawing Closer to the Heart of God by Brent Curtis and John Eldredge. I was reading this afternoon and one of the authors was talking about his grandfather taking him “visiting” on Sunday afternoons when he was young. My grandmother used to do the same with my sisters and me. I wonder, does anyone else have such fond memories of a bygone pastime?
Continue readingKind of a shock to the system
Everything has been up in the air for us regarding our trip to Oregon for the next couple of months. My brother-in-law has been living in adult foster care most of this year, so we’re not sure where we will be living. But today, we got more unsettling news… Continue reading
From Kansas City, MO
I promised to show a photo of the “ghost town” where we waited out the storm yesterday.
Sometimes, a picture isn’t worth a million words…
Because the fall colors have been so glorious, I was carrying my camera with me to work and to church in case I should see something I had to shoot. Last Sunday, I was driving home from church with my camera on the front seat beside me. I suddenly had to step on the brake and the camera fell off the seat. The next picture I tried to take, the lens wouldn’t focus. 🙁 I have seen all sorts of things since that I would have loved to photograph and share with you, but I can’t. Therefore, I haven’t written. Continue reading
From Ellison Bay, WI
We left Bismark around 9:00 this morning and arrived in Ellison Bay around 10:00 tonight. It’s been a long, strange day. Continue reading
Stuart Finds a Home
By my friend, Nancy Falster