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 People put on the waders. For which Jay was grateful, even though he stood in ice water in bare legs. The dock is in. It’s stable.  We all left.  Praise God. Love, Val

 Summer’s here!  She found a mosquito on her arm and was sure she was dead of Zika virus. Zika has not made it to Wisconsin so far that we know of.  Time to repaint the dock.  First we scraped it as much as we could:  Look how pretty the evening was:  Back inside, who knows

 Up at the lake there are numerous antique shops, tourist little town that it is.  But then there’s this one–it’s big, outside town, and full of rambling nonsense and treasures. This is where Kari’s taxidermy bobcat came from, back in the day, the one my dad bought her when she was tiny. Anyway, we went

 We walked down the road last weekend to check it out. Our portion of the cost of this new dam was about $500.  The check was written, the money sent. Okay.  This is way classier than the old rattle-trap dam with no safety guards, just an open hatch. NOW they mention it’s dangerous. As if

 Didn’t take that many pictures.  The swamp is growing noisy with frogs and toads. The well was primed, the water softener went in, the water was turned on.  The water is so, so cold.  They tried to wade around, but it was just too cold.  John brought his hot spot so Internet for all.  It’s

I started my new job this week, all good. And we spent last weekend in Babytown, also good. These three little girls. Oh my goodness, cousins! Onward! This has been a beautiful fall. love, Val

love, Val

 We don’t even go over to the water much.   The wind across that lake is refrigeration.  In the back field in the sun it was warm and lovely.  The babies are hard to get good pictures of sometimes.  They’re cute as can be, and then the light isn’t right and the pictures turn out

 That’s the littlest brother over at John’s, in a leaf pile.  He’s so grown up and sassy these days. Autumn in the woods is beautiful. Beautiful October. Sleep well. love, Val