Merry Christmas!

This morning, there was so much sleet and ice that Mark and I and my sister and her husband all stayed home from church.  But this evening, I was committed to read a story I’d written at my church’s Christmas Eve service, so in spite of falling snow, Mark and I went.  Here is the story I wrote: Continue reading

Scattered to the wind

Last year and the year before, Mark and I were working at Wagon Trail Campground.  Had we been there this year, Monday would have been our last day of work and we would have likely been heading out yesterday.  All day Monday, I was thinking about my friends at Wagon Trail and wishing I could be with them at their staff party, but I’m not staff there anymore.   Continue reading

From Wausau, WI

After four years of moving around, we have finally learned that we need to make our first day a shorter drive than any of the others.  This is because there is always more to do to get going than we anticipate, and because we stop on our way to load up with paper plates, plastic ware and easy food for the trip.  We have to put everything on our counters (both bathroom and kitchen) into the sinks so it won’t fall on the floor while we are on the road.  Thus, the need for paper plates! Continue reading

End of season staff party

Today all the campers were supposed to be out of here by noon.  Mark and I needed to gather up any of the liquids we worked with that might freeze and put them in the heated garage.  We also needed to do one last wipe-down, not a full cleaning, so that the bathrooms would be okay for the winter.  Around 3:00 a couple people came in while we were working.  Other than them, the campground was almost like a ghost town.  Basically only the staff was here. Continue reading

The Sound of Music

On April 29, 2015, Mark and I were driving to Wagon Trail Campground for the first time.  We were a little bit scared.  We had had a number of Workamping jobs where either the boss didn’t like us or our co-workers didn’t like us or both.  We prayed as we passed the Welcome to Door County sign that this would be a good situation for us.  God surpassed all that we could think or imagine.  Wagon Trail Campground is gorgeous, as you well know from my blogs and pictures, and our bosses and co-workers have become like family.  I thought we’d be coming back here for as long as our bodies could hold up. Continue reading

By request of Judy!

The president of my Wisconsin fan club, Judy Boldt, was after me today for not writing anything since my bicycle accident, so I’m dedicating this post to her!  This may be a bit of a mish-mash because I can’t quite decide which of several things to write about, but here goes: Continue reading