Monday, January 1, 2018

A New Year - a Fresh Start.

I have lived in Indiana for three months now, but I still feel very, very new.    My home does not yet feel quite 'like home', although I love it.   I've made a few friends, but they do not yet have the richness that comes with time.   I'm not even close to having mastered my job yet, although I really like it too.   I look back over 2017, without a doubt the most difficult year of my life, and am so grateful to be able to trace God's hand through it.    Who would have ever thought that two mini strokes could lead to the loss of so many friends who were unable to grasp the truth of  I John 4:18:  "There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear ....."   Someday it will be clear; perhaps not until I pass to the next life, but I do proclaim His faithfulness.   I have fought for my very life and would not be here if I wasn't anchored deep into His sovereignty.  I still wake up every single morning to a jolt of reality .... this really did happen; this is my new life.  It got too big.  It's surreal.   Sometimes I still wonder if I'm going to survive.   If only I could have been given a chance.   Just one chance.   I never got it.     

I recently came across a quote that has become very meaningful to me; especially this Christmas season.   Just last week I was invited back to MN for an annual holiday brunch, only to be officially uninvited by the hostess, who had professed to being my friend.   As I sat, once again, on an interstate overpass, listening to the rhythm of the traffic flowing beneath me, I was reminded of this beautiful piece by John Ruskin, shared in one of my favorite devotionals Streams in the Desert.  

"There is no music in a rest, but there is the making of music in it." In our whole life-melody the music is broken off here and there by "rests," and we foolishly think we have come to the end of the tune. God sends a time of forced leisure, sickness, disappointed plans, frustrated efforts, and makes a sudden pause in the choral hymn of our lives; and we lament that our voices must be silent, and our part missing in the music which ever goes up to the ear of the Creator. How does the musician read the "rest"? See him beat the time with unvarying count, and catch up the next note true and steady, as if no breaking place had come between.

Not without design does God write the music of our lives. Be it ours to learn the tune, and not be dismayed at the "rests." They are not to be slurred over, not to be omitted, not to destroy the melody, not to change the keynote. If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us. With the eye on Him, we shall strike the next note full and clear. If we sadly say to ourselves, "There is no music in a 'rest,'" let us not forget "there is the making of music in it." The making of music is often a slow and painful process in this life. How patiently God works to teach us! How long He waits for us to learn the lesson! --Ruskin

One thing I do love about Indiana is being so much closer to my brother.   Tim came here for Christmas, and we had a wonderful day in Chicago last Saturday, eating at the Walnut Room at Macy's, going to Millenium Park and walking the magnificent mile along Michigan Ave up to Water Tower Place.   So much fun to be in Chicago at Christmastime!    The rest of the weekend we relaxed at home, with a picturesque scene of falling snow outside my back door.   Quite beautiful! 

Now a new year is upon us, and I'm not quite sure what this girl was up to last night but she appears to have a New Year's Eve hangover.  She's usually the first one up in the morning but has been lazily lounging in bed all day today!    She's cracking me up.    Happy New Year to all my friends and family and best wishes for a prosperous 2018!

The Magnificent Mile - Michigan Ave

Water Tower (one of the few structures
spared in the Great Chicago Fire)

The Walnut Room at Macys

Millenium Park

Water Tower Building

The Bean at Millenium Park


Friday, November 24, 2017

31 Parks in 31 Days

We have now lived in Indiana for almost two months, the house is almost done, I started a new job this week and I'm meeting and making new friends.     I have a large yard and want Scarlett and Zak to enjoy it without fear of getting into the street or my neighbor's lot so I put in an underground dog fence, which is wonderful.

At Indiana Dunes State Park

During the month of October, to get a little break from unpacking, we visited '31 parks in 31 days'.    Despite rather disappointing weather (we had over 10 inches of rain in October), we managed to stay on track.   There were several 'all day rains' so we doubled up a few times - but not too many.    We never got to the local dog park because it is a membership only park (and quite expensive) but we found plenty of places to run off leash and just play.   I also found several gorgeous gardens, and several large county parks.   We went to Indiana Dunes Lakeshore one day, and the end of the month we got to "Corgis in the Park" - a corgi meet up event at Rivershore Park in Grand Rapids that attracts up to 300 dogs and their owners each year.   That happened to be one of the "all day rains" and we didn't get there until afternoon but still had a lot of fun.   We'll go again next year for sure, and hope to catch the one in Indianapolis too.   I have a running list of at least 31 more parks to visit next Spring and Summer.    We can hardly wait!

Here are some of our favorite photos from "31 parks in 31 days"! 

A fun day with my friend Patti from North Carolina
S&Z at Krider Gardens

Krider Gardens in Middlebury

Corgis in the Park - Grand Rapids, MI

We needed our corgi umbrella and Lands End rain slickers this day!

I took Scarlett and Zak to Huizinga Park
in Zeeland - adjoining Royal Park Place
where my parents spent their retirement
years.    This was the last place my Mom
ever went -and we took  Princess, Dee Dee
 and Elvis there many times.   Good memories.

Pulaski Park in Elkhart was one of my favorites

Fidler Pond is a great little walk in Goshen.  My
biggest problem was keeping Scarlett from
rolling in the goose poop. 

Indiana Dunes State Park

Tuesday, October 17, 2017


Zak and his little friends in MN
With great sadness and yet great excitement,  we drove across the Minnesota state line, late at night on September 26, heading for our new home in Goshen, Indiana.   Although I lived in four different cities in Minnesota over my 48 year residency there, it was the state that I truly embraced as 'home'.  And 'home' it will always be.    The past 29 of those years were in Moorhead, and the goodbyes there were difficult - for many reasons.  What comforts me is that so many of my Moorhead friends are planning to come and visit me in Goshen.   Two already have!   And I am just one long day's drive away from the Twin Cities, where so many of my friends make their home.   I will definitely be going back to visit.

At home in Goshen, Indiana
It WAS a big rig!! 
I still can't quite get my head wrapped around the reality that I pulled this huge, long distance move off - pretty much by myself.   Moving is not for the faint of heart, and the financial hemorrhage, though slowing down, hasn't stopped yet.   There is always 'one more thing' that I need for our new house or one more unexpected expense.   Still, all things considered, it went well.    Material Damage was limited to one broken piece of glass, a chipped piece of Delft and a crushed lamp shade.   Personal damage included two broken toes (it would really help if I would just wear shoes!) and a flare up of carpal tunnel syndrome which is already signficantly improved.   Three months of lifting heavy boxes, painting walls and long, long hours of packing takes a toll.   After two and a half weeks, I have the two main levels of the house unpacked and settled.    The basement needs to be painted before I can unpack down there, and right now the weather is too nice to spend time in a basement!   So that will wait.   I am enjoying time working in the yard, organizing the garage and shed and raking leaves out to the curb where the city picks them up!   (In MN we had to bag them; blahhhh!!)    I've met our neighbors, we're getting to know the town and we love it here.   As much as I miss Minnesota, I have never, in my life, had such a strong sense that I am 'where I need to be'.   I was led here; of that, I have no doubt.

But wait!   This is CORGI TALES!   What about Scarlett and Zak?   How are they doing? 

It's been an adjustment for all of us, and Scarlett has had the hardest time with it.   Her kennel was the very first thing I unpacked and I put 'their room' (which is one side of the walk-in pantry) together right away.   She has found refuge there, amidst the chaos of boxes and nails being pounded into the walls and things banging around.    Now that two floors are settled, she is doing much better.   She kept her distance as I was unpacking.

Feeling at Home
Zak, by contrast, was my constant shadow.   He has dealt with his little corgi anxiety by being a friend that 'sticketh closer than a brother'.   If I go upstairs, he is bounding up right behind me.   He snuggles up beside me whenever possible and is never far away.   He is learning to love our new, large yard.   I am hating the fact that his lead gets tangled in the shrubs almost every time he goes out, and am trying to find a way around that.   Overall, Zak is doing very well.    Both dogs have their favorite places in the house to rest.   Zak has taken a liking to one of the guest rooms (the one with the new, plush carpet, of course) and I can usually find him there, if he's not right next to me.

Tim with Scarlett and Zak at Au Train Beach
The week after we moved, we went to the cabin for a long weekend with Tim.    That was a ton of fun for all of us.    And during the month of October, we're doing something really special.   "31 parks in 31 days" I've been calling it.    I will write more about that in my next post. 
Upper Peninsula - October Color

Kayaking our favorite place  - the Au Train River

It was nice to go from THIS ....

To THIS ... finally

Thursday, August 17, 2017

A Much Needed Break

A sweet treat at a frozen yogurt
 shop and Zak and Scarlett,
as usual, steal the show.
I have been working at a frenetic pace at home, preparing for the 'big move' to Indiana which is now less than a month away. 
A stop at Canal Park in Duluth.   I'll miss
this place so much and hope to get back there
once in a while.
Sorting, packing, holding a garage sale, taking care of endless details such as getting new flooring installed, lining up utilities, and listing my current home led to 16-20 hour work days with just a couple of short breaks to walk the dogs and grab a few hours of sleep.    I didn't dare get away until I had the basement fully sorted and packed and I finished that up last week.   The night before we left for the cabin at Au Train, I had a last minute showing which meant leaving the lawnmower in the middle of the back yard and taking the dogs to the park on short notice.   Ninety minutes later, I returned home, thinking the realtor must have forgotten to notify me that she was done, but lo and behold, they were still there!    I figured that was a good sign - and it was.  I got the call on Saturday morning as I was driving across the upper peninsula of Michigan that I had an offer. It was a good one for several reasons, and an hour and a half later, I pulled into a McDonalds parking lot, and signed the documents electronically.   It was a great way to start my week of vacation.


We've been having a very relaxing week here. kayaking on the Au Train River and swimming with the dogs.   Tim plays with the Falling Rock Jammers at the Falling Rock Cafe on Monday and Wednesday evenings and that's always a lot of fun too. Tomorrow we'll head up to his property at Grand Marais, MI in hopes of finding some raspberries.   They are pretty sparse this year  - almost non-existent, to be honest -so I don't expect to find enough to make jam but hopefully we'll be able to pick enough to put on ice cream when we get back.

On Sunday we'll return home to MN for the last  time,  and I'll have just three weeks to finish packing things up there before the big move. 
After some initial panic, Scarlett and
Zak settled in to the kayaks and did
very well. 
Kayaking on the Au Train River

Sunset at Au Train