While visiting my dad’s wife’s brother’s wife’s family cottages on picturesque Geneva Lake in Wisconsin, John Freeman asked how many houses they had. Aunt Carol politely replied in her Chicago accent that they owned eight houses, most of which are rental properties. To this, John Freeman replied “We don’t even have one house!”
A couple of hours of peace and quiet minus motherly responsibilities was given to me as a gift by the previously mentioned Aunt Carol and her trusty sidekick Uncle Rex. A massage, time to tinker in a couple of stores, and a leisurely lakeshore walk was just what the doctor ordered.
Kayaking, tubing, swimming, cookie making, brownie baking, plus a trip to the theater made the to-do list at our lake retreat. Oh, the beauty of the water this morning as the sun was rising! Thank you, God, for reminding us of your creativity each time we see, smell, or hear the wonders of your world.
As we top 5,000 miles on our summer tour of adventures, we see the finish line in the near distance. We’ll spend a couple of days on the farm here in Indiana before making a final pit stop in Memphis to visit my childhood friend and her family. From there, it’s a straight shot to Arkansas where Jack and I will reunite. We’ll then cross the border and search for a home in Oxford, Mississippi. Go Rebels!
Learning the differences between moths and butterflies made for an educational outing at a Madison, Wisconsin conservatory filled with the flying flutterers. Truth be told, the kids and their cousins just wanted the winged beauties to land on their shoulders, arms, legs, toes, any appendage, as long as it landed on them! No such luck. For lunch, we dined at a deli decorated with carnival and fair paraphernalia. Dessert was a carousel ride on the century old amusement machine with all cousins aboard.
The countdown to Conway begins.
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