tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89074719388794314642024-03-14T08:23:49.401-04:00RETIREMENT IN THE FAST LANESince we've been retired, we have been to Alaska twice, New England, Yellowstone, and everywhere in between. More adventures await us in our new (to us) Four Winds Class C. Tune in to our blog every-so-often and follow along with our travels. We hope you enjoy the ride...Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-27932803840914594602011-12-20T07:50:00.000-05:002011-12-20T07:50:12.335-05:00TOMMY IS READY FOR CHRISTMAS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_E4KADWl72UPdVBbgm8p4wLKTmX0IxiU48eQROwQkVLcKKN4f1XzRteP4F4quT6OH-jKxRVmAfVYhAyXKLAyAsbbSDxa4XztgGbxOdL2VcNG8xLPF2OKq65-KNYWhX6JZHIIMWVFof9I/s1600/tommy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="594" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_E4KADWl72UPdVBbgm8p4wLKTmX0IxiU48eQROwQkVLcKKN4f1XzRteP4F4quT6OH-jKxRVmAfVYhAyXKLAyAsbbSDxa4XztgGbxOdL2VcNG8xLPF2OKq65-KNYWhX6JZHIIMWVFof9I/s640/tommy.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Tommy is ready for Christmas. She is now "friends" with Santa, and won't bark when he comes.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">We have been very busy with our Santa visits, with the last home visit for Santa is at 10 pm Christmas eve. Yup....Santa will already be on the way back to the North Pole to load up his sleigh!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Soon after our wonderful day with family we will be ready to head south. We have designed a new blog for our future adventures. The blog is entitled "Riding the Wind"...and the address is:</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.theresa-vanderhorst.blogspot.com/">http://www.theresa-vanderhorst.blogspot.com/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Once Christmas is over...check out our new blog.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">This year it's going to be much easier to make the posts since we now have a "hotspot" on our iphone.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">We can "attach" 5 electronics to it. Aaaah....technology.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Let us not forget the REAL REASON for the SEASON...to remember the great love that our Lord & Savior has that He became man and came to be born in a manger....to live with us and die for us. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Until we "connect" again....(on Riding the Wind blog)</span></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-24693325754871647772011-12-07T09:03:00.002-05:002011-12-07T09:09:54.372-05:00Yes, Virginia....THERE IS A SANTA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQstN7pQFz-xieTEc-11aylT9cQACd39-ZlWXcNZMqI5YFTOYvEisD-_WTrxvsaq9ojaL26TMjzjUYhINBSPbU-wwB6WG9Pwq-8HUKLTLHKdS_I6lHkNvsD4BHlMzRLSdMbi-wS1fB9cM/s1600/santa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683387227132716098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQstN7pQFz-xieTEc-11aylT9cQACd39-ZlWXcNZMqI5YFTOYvEisD-_WTrxvsaq9ojaL26TMjzjUYhINBSPbU-wwB6WG9Pwq-8HUKLTLHKdS_I6lHkNvsD4BHlMzRLSdMbi-wS1fB9cM/s400/santa.jpg" /></a><br />Eight-year-old Virginia O'Hanlon wrote a letter to the editor of New York's Sun, and the quick response was printed as an unsigned editorial Sept. 21, 1897. The work of veteran newsman Francis Pharcellus Church has since become history's most reprinted newspaper editorial, appearing in part or whole in dozens of languages in books, movies, and other editorials, and on posters and stamps.<br /><a href="http://www.newseum.org/"></a><br /><a href="http://www.newseum.org/yesvirginia/clipping.htm" target="_blank"></a><a href="http://www.newseum.org/yesvirginia/clipping.htm" target="_blank">Click here to seethe newspaper clipping</a><br />Newsman Francis Pharcellus Church wrote The Sun's response to Virginia.<br /><br /><br />"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. "Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. "Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' "Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?"VIRGINIA O'HANLON."115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET."<br /><br />VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.<br /><br />Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.<br /><br />Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.<br /><br />You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.<br /><br />No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-40344194802242357782011-12-05T06:22:00.005-05:002011-12-05T06:55:23.227-05:00HO HO HO Merry Christmas 2011 !It has already been a very busy <span style="color:#cc0000;">Christmas Season 2011 </span><span style="color:#cc0000;">already this year...AND IT'S ONLY DECEMBER 5! But it has been a wonderful "busy"...we love it. </span><br /><br /><br />The unique opportunity to volunteer at the historic Embassy Theater & it's annual Festival of Trees in Ft. Wayne came our way. (It's a way of the Embassy to raise money for it's on-going restoration.) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKg0jVdxwesifp1RVGvqVln953QV46HwHYeWLek579cV_Bie1kONm_nyW2PO9tfjBs5NKmuWF8AVz3qqEFHBBySlHz7yPUeU6FwSce6n-RSP9r_saY3pPS3BdG03t_Xn9MHrzSDue5w3o/s1600/santa-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682604558237542354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKg0jVdxwesifp1RVGvqVln953QV46HwHYeWLek579cV_Bie1kONm_nyW2PO9tfjBs5NKmuWF8AVz3qqEFHBBySlHz7yPUeU6FwSce6n-RSP9r_saY3pPS3BdG03t_Xn9MHrzSDue5w3o/s400/santa-1.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0GD-y-AjuzmFZ0Gjlo63vqkChE0-Fr1eCcLo7N6f7cN8lANwC9l-eDMNUBGzFzUihPycPiHraMmZhNeaiZnSSpSXXOdxMWLA9WbjibzpYkUpCI2PAwaWCVHhFlQwPNwnsiv9pdmLP4E/s1600/santa-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682603721075580546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0GD-y-AjuzmFZ0Gjlo63vqkChE0-Fr1eCcLo7N6f7cN8lANwC9l-eDMNUBGzFzUihPycPiHraMmZhNeaiZnSSpSXXOdxMWLA9WbjibzpYkUpCI2PAwaWCVHhFlQwPNwnsiv9pdmLP4E/s400/santa-2.gif" /></a> This is the room where we entertained the secred wishes of the little children who whisper into Santa's ear.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkGWQ_FbXu415zZRh6qpOZETk-Tn5lfgmT9HbJRcjl8jgOse5ATk-hYLmYKVXRug3eBOdZNrg6hgoViu4matqoGT8CIVz2h7M1r0jio4AHpnMAqQ7ENT83YsPGEVWbTGnTBKZVPZoIwg/s1600/santa-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682603707906113042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkGWQ_FbXu415zZRh6qpOZETk-Tn5lfgmT9HbJRcjl8jgOse5ATk-hYLmYKVXRug3eBOdZNrg6hgoViu4matqoGT8CIVz2h7M1r0jio4AHpnMAqQ7ENT83YsPGEVWbTGnTBKZVPZoIwg/s400/santa-3.gif" /></a> One of the beautiful trees in the lobby....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAk94SlqCnt4GGyyBflzIBJ3FPh5a-bOYA0Vu64zbY4j_dr6yHlpXdnrkKOfbgzB6TpyGyrsco47ObbOO-oW5VV2x660ldWkpw1RrTDKMHL_KbpbyiNw2FchbM4L8KrPnT24PcXi1OXE/s1600/santa-4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682603699964484050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAk94SlqCnt4GGyyBflzIBJ3FPh5a-bOYA0Vu64zbY4j_dr6yHlpXdnrkKOfbgzB6TpyGyrsco47ObbOO-oW5VV2x660ldWkpw1RrTDKMHL_KbpbyiNw2FchbM4L8KrPnT24PcXi1OXE/s400/santa-4.gif" /></a> Yesterday we went to Granger for the 4th annual "Photos with Santa" event. What an awesome and fun afternoon; pictures with kids and enjoying our 6 of our grandchildren and our daughters and son-in-laws. It was a great family afternoon. Of course Charolette & Yvonne love to sit on Santa's lap.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMUp_sjYL5TCSLcWRh3PkOemz3qJMYnKTDMmSnng8CA5kW1ZZ31aqgY4Cq-OqcTSuPaS7iVRyw5_Chrpftjf2Z-xqdwDnGMJMeX-hrz8IEYx_7MeLc4tf9F8YOwGwURupRy47QV3h4Ds/s1600/santa-5.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682603682431000498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMUp_sjYL5TCSLcWRh3PkOemz3qJMYnKTDMmSnng8CA5kW1ZZ31aqgY4Cq-OqcTSuPaS7iVRyw5_Chrpftjf2Z-xqdwDnGMJMeX-hrz8IEYx_7MeLc4tf9F8YOwGwURupRy47QV3h4Ds/s400/santa-5.gif" /></a> Yvonne & family<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZK6woxbJwKPzK1i4OBuhQZcWhpmvlY7wOpaCbxNerpDvxGhsjKk3HCNUVr81Nxl_GTTg2cGEL1Bf517aDBCIRhQS73q8YQWiVuNaJK_yWzH3_DOKq1XzEa0QKWrmV1pWM3ohc072jy4/s1600/santa-6.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682603677986864898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZK6woxbJwKPzK1i4OBuhQZcWhpmvlY7wOpaCbxNerpDvxGhsjKk3HCNUVr81Nxl_GTTg2cGEL1Bf517aDBCIRhQS73q8YQWiVuNaJK_yWzH3_DOKq1XzEa0QKWrmV1pWM3ohc072jy4/s400/santa-6.gif" /></a>Charolette and family....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkdbhvcnrCye8sCmeLYF0avTgMekRmM6rGpzcK_JhmhFYwa_FlUUczANU0AXNR7FGpSjOtpy02Zfs2TsVOn1Jt6SvWsxEnVKSR9QdddnFekySD5kLehFAflI41sS-FdjAOg37ILXqO5U/s1600/Lincoln.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682609723749687426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXkdbhvcnrCye8sCmeLYF0avTgMekRmM6rGpzcK_JhmhFYwa_FlUUczANU0AXNR7FGpSjOtpy02Zfs2TsVOn1Jt6SvWsxEnVKSR9QdddnFekySD5kLehFAflI41sS-FdjAOg37ILXqO5U/s400/Lincoln.gif" /></a> The exciting event yesterday was extra special for Lincoln....because he asked Santa for his TWO FRONT TEETH! </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Our next blog post will be on our "new" blog when we head south after Christmas. It will be at a whole new address and we will let you know.....stay tuned until we "connect againn".</div><br /><br /><div>MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR</div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-86008192407746354042011-11-02T14:02:00.008-04:002011-11-02T15:28:08.898-04:00NOVEMBER 2011; RV REMODEL COMPLETED!We're getting ready to put the Four Winds away for a two month rest. But there was one thing that we discovered during the summer....that the dining area and couch were very uncomfortable for our old bones. After talking to several professionals in the RV area....we began the "transformation" of our Four Winds. Try and remodel a 6' x 7' living area....and make it look bigger than it is. And then we began....ripping out the booth dinette, and the jack-knife couch. The place looked big then.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakiVMj95-Jxccp1QobCV_py0ymOzlHUDz9tddo2Y1ptpYrIDrdu3UnSgycb8lz50fozjFXhpTFFfDU7cqQw4bjBUqCQVEWNo0zkOpF-agYEL9XzICAQW0M5H4lv3Lfw9YIvCy_DNEs5I/s1600/remodel-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670467572264905554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakiVMj95-Jxccp1QobCV_py0ymOzlHUDz9tddo2Y1ptpYrIDrdu3UnSgycb8lz50fozjFXhpTFFfDU7cqQw4bjBUqCQVEWNo0zkOpF-agYEL9XzICAQW0M5H4lv3Lfw9YIvCy_DNEs5I/s400/remodel-1.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6npNdXwsZR7eB6uacfDkRrtMaw9sE4HdOUyk5bt75aS1mh2r7S_tFgVO0yRCAub59o9pvLYOgKKvqKLO88izRl8GEbk9BNTgQGm3hkT-qwpoY8iF_z1HCJVTbn2D72PUvXxpk_p6RSE/s1600/remodel-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670467579346936050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6npNdXwsZR7eB6uacfDkRrtMaw9sE4HdOUyk5bt75aS1mh2r7S_tFgVO0yRCAub59o9pvLYOgKKvqKLO88izRl8GEbk9BNTgQGm3hkT-qwpoY8iF_z1HCJVTbn2D72PUvXxpk_p6RSE/s400/remodel-2.gif" /></a> Down to the wood floor. There was a "creeck" sound in the floor that drove us batty! We found someone who could get rid of it for us. We had that person rip out the carpet, fix the "creek" sound....and then he installed a wood-grain lynoleum flooring.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0ru8rwLxFepnn_b5vwdORVEaQjkGrlYI2hvbex4FB-C81eK8wsasVU-_45ZjV03y8AprV1rjJFOdnFwd2bzDOsGoXmYZ4v890LsnqVPWrN99jRAGuLaN0wXtIkngGvSDhZe9yzVmOUI/s1600/remodel-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670467589731134178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0ru8rwLxFepnn_b5vwdORVEaQjkGrlYI2hvbex4FB-C81eK8wsasVU-_45ZjV03y8AprV1rjJFOdnFwd2bzDOsGoXmYZ4v890LsnqVPWrN99jRAGuLaN0wXtIkngGvSDhZe9yzVmOUI/s400/remodel-3.gif" /></a> The new floor going in....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij0DBvfG8BoIEDNqOFgjR5J2VTtkt32AgV2KULvRNCTXmfEvfl6jfF4qw4AipICSzwtgh2Y9GfuZeQSLHlqG6LAKzfvLVT6k3m6JArhzjvzH4rlGAoF3RaGRDn4t40royvhDU81l4dHZE/s1600/chairs.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670471615302315282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij0DBvfG8BoIEDNqOFgjR5J2VTtkt32AgV2KULvRNCTXmfEvfl6jfF4qw4AipICSzwtgh2Y9GfuZeQSLHlqG6LAKzfvLVT6k3m6JArhzjvzH4rlGAoF3RaGRDn4t40royvhDU81l4dHZE/s400/chairs.gif" /></a> The these chairs we purchased from an Amish chair company. We went back there 3 times to sit in them and make sure that they were absolutely perfect....and then we ordered them.</div><br /><br /><div>The end table between the chairs also has side leafs that can be raised for our dining table. Nice and compact.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrkarNTBqKz1nYcU3nT3Yn1PiLPEwPedPr3DfCc0iv_8e3lWkwwcu9LsSbvqEGWTiTLJJYCXqYOio4EVaHMMoeadbZ302klYwJa8i4fpm66NwYQmDltaFFp1cqHz-vissc3nRAPdvsZ28/s1600/fireplace.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670471615163197234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrkarNTBqKz1nYcU3nT3Yn1PiLPEwPedPr3DfCc0iv_8e3lWkwwcu9LsSbvqEGWTiTLJJYCXqYOio4EVaHMMoeadbZ302klYwJa8i4fpm66NwYQmDltaFFp1cqHz-vissc3nRAPdvsZ28/s400/fireplace.gif" /></a> There was an outside compartment that extended into the living area...under the couch. So, we had to hide it. Look at the way that we hid it! The gentleman who laid the floor also builds cabinets for an Elkhart, IN RV company. And this is what he made for us. The big black square in the middle of the cabinet is an electric "fireplace"! That was my birthday present. (two months ago :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANRLlkQe-pDuihZ3Oox_j0WeluLrQR2R44eCOldxW_e0ECZ1P0NBWZBRQYya3yaxdf5ZL4eMpKKYqiazWCyWCZJbDvXgSlUIvYyV4ipgpPPa8yZTOBpxs4tcZKGXJS2vBaR4KUc35z9Q/s1600/living-room.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670471608029486530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANRLlkQe-pDuihZ3Oox_j0WeluLrQR2R44eCOldxW_e0ECZ1P0NBWZBRQYya3yaxdf5ZL4eMpKKYqiazWCyWCZJbDvXgSlUIvYyV4ipgpPPa8yZTOBpxs4tcZKGXJS2vBaR4KUc35z9Q/s400/living-room.gif" /></a> Ta Dah! This is the living area of our RV....all finished. Finally! (this project took about 3 months....not because anything was that time consuming....but because we had difficulty getting in touch with our elusive workman. Good guy....just doesn't like to answer his phone :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8MrXWT6pcG5LpuEY5bhlKInAfqqL0ip8ORpB4mQ7B-Mfn6phWjfcGO4etD52vcce-PocPKNnwP5YbyJe5EhQgcDnPPoWzm5aw8hVKJzY_dD1l-9ANPYwqqT3BFmyQ4X4tMThFChALPZM/s1600/happy-camper.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670471607310067154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8MrXWT6pcG5LpuEY5bhlKInAfqqL0ip8ORpB4mQ7B-Mfn6phWjfcGO4etD52vcce-PocPKNnwP5YbyJe5EhQgcDnPPoWzm5aw8hVKJzY_dD1l-9ANPYwqqT3BFmyQ4X4tMThFChALPZM/s400/happy-camper.gif" /></a> And there is one happy camper...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXPBjSmkYF4oH1IsL_FEcTiWPjO_L4cKDG646KmUkCEtzMolfWA87mMs89HzLQrRlAC011ZcIkRM4onG2G421oR9JSJZHpe6_f9jtrKFMR-HW31agzVE8a3I22H-AipJmdZBdLHqBUv4/s1600/camper.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670470541713726114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXPBjSmkYF4oH1IsL_FEcTiWPjO_L4cKDG646KmUkCEtzMolfWA87mMs89HzLQrRlAC011ZcIkRM4onG2G421oR9JSJZHpe6_f9jtrKFMR-HW31agzVE8a3I22H-AipJmdZBdLHqBUv4/s400/camper.gif" /></a> And so goes our Four Winds....soon into storage....to rest, and to wait....until our next adventure.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Until we "connect" again....</div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-25986660852828455222011-10-19T16:17:00.003-04:002011-10-19T16:27:03.066-04:00Oct 19, 2011 SUCCESS AT LAST !!!As we were leaving Bob & Shiela's home in Sherwood forest, near Baldwin, Chris caught sight of<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6RTiQUeHqGOmxObMOWltcXUFlJ7JPXfZDlZNb82D2vgkAA2TBzlnHvhAzpqxxwcVpfueibMzJgOtTS2xGgyvY4dOktzDbLWW1c9xje89HSt1pXQATOnvIeOqxgzuAaRQaRJis4LwSKlM/s1600/IMG_2197-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665300387641723010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6RTiQUeHqGOmxObMOWltcXUFlJ7JPXfZDlZNb82D2vgkAA2TBzlnHvhAzpqxxwcVpfueibMzJgOtTS2xGgyvY4dOktzDbLWW1c9xje89HSt1pXQATOnvIeOqxgzuAaRQaRJis4LwSKlM/s400/IMG_2197-1.gif" /></a> this Piliated Woodpecker ! We crept up and it was so concerned about the bugs in the dead wood that it just didn't care about us creeping into its territory. I shot many, many pictures and deleted the ones that weren't good. This one is the best. <br />This is a huge bird....like a foot tall, and it lives within a mile radius and is territorial. Chris has seen this bird at other times eating off of of some bird feeders that Bob hangs out. <br />Enjoy this "best of the best".<br />Until we "connect" again...Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-63081142287363211602011-10-18T11:42:00.002-04:002011-10-18T11:56:57.632-04:00OCTOBER 18, 2011; ESCAPE FROM THE STRAIGHTS!We enjoyed our 4 days in Mackinaw City....but the wind was enough to last for a month....all piled into 4 days! Note the white-caps and the water breaking against the pilings. This is an early morning picture with the lights still on.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1XHsCFH0i0AyIWHtUqnuPFjpCqWeEcoc0JyZK00N9nLE-5dTfwKWXfuhQsgJHUelwDxfbiiMX5NlZb5_M6IMKlXueGfv2Yy44T9SBDksezTy6pAHGLlsTojRs3N6tOljLwWfuGEnly2Q/s1600/bridge-at-dawn.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664859337138811634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1XHsCFH0i0AyIWHtUqnuPFjpCqWeEcoc0JyZK00N9nLE-5dTfwKWXfuhQsgJHUelwDxfbiiMX5NlZb5_M6IMKlXueGfv2Yy44T9SBDksezTy6pAHGLlsTojRs3N6tOljLwWfuGEnly2Q/s400/bridge-at-dawn.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtPwKkLfadIrg_lxzzn8VKmlO_H7qrRio4ydV6keEGHExc9m4v1PsAoRuq-FYiDz6OnBIbzCrmxwcsnGC77ZIvMv5xztkqLMJYvzua7c0EiBV0nRZRK9dWPmZn6KEMQrvHWE2K8J9nWWE/s1600/dick-n-yvonne.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664859337714115954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtPwKkLfadIrg_lxzzn8VKmlO_H7qrRio4ydV6keEGHExc9m4v1PsAoRuq-FYiDz6OnBIbzCrmxwcsnGC77ZIvMv5xztkqLMJYvzua7c0EiBV0nRZRK9dWPmZn6KEMQrvHWE2K8J9nWWE/s400/dick-n-yvonne.gif" /></a> Here's a much better picture of our friends Yvonne and Dick from K-zoo.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwmMXBM14rF8GRqkrGQgg8oO78h2Um1CBEEGo353GIuUaetTV6H6EiLbaFIKbQuw1fTzeGxmIDu4H-xlZpaitkLaTdaoChtoAKovKXngPSiOwtB-vYE62eXlpEsb5WizaYYBaQMXNkK8/s1600/4-of-us.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664859327735646930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwmMXBM14rF8GRqkrGQgg8oO78h2Um1CBEEGo353GIuUaetTV6H6EiLbaFIKbQuw1fTzeGxmIDu4H-xlZpaitkLaTdaoChtoAKovKXngPSiOwtB-vYE62eXlpEsb5WizaYYBaQMXNkK8/s400/4-of-us.gif" /></a> The happy four-some....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNoZVzFitj5SxbQeBkVoPEikn-3ZB50Qc3hAN91EQzXvoScYj7hQoKAd12Y8GQBf-8RETiWjaMiMOZbaQbku06Y0n8SvQYasNXoDNoLx_KMbq-8I981amhnR5uwySQmyMXN2ZELEs-3k/s1600/canoe.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664859315373139154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNoZVzFitj5SxbQeBkVoPEikn-3ZB50Qc3hAN91EQzXvoScYj7hQoKAd12Y8GQBf-8RETiWjaMiMOZbaQbku06Y0n8SvQYasNXoDNoLx_KMbq-8I981amhnR5uwySQmyMXN2ZELEs-3k/s400/canoe.gif" /></a> We spent Monday morning visiting shops on Main Street....the ones that weren't already closed. Had lots of fun walking and getting out of the wind. This canoe of happy stuffed critters was hanging in one of the shops...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-YsmFdB8cq3bL9DSnMEOQ5d5VL0XZ05wdSmjZ1CmhG6_l0sUD1cPLvMWSUAvy2uPi7Q2ITZiqWvHjdUip62CuxxE2W_iDvfhveg4lLB7ZUxb3UtxuWJRC6Jl5VbtkKeT4ureRmfmQ6o/s1600/rich-house.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664859308214308098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-YsmFdB8cq3bL9DSnMEOQ5d5VL0XZ05wdSmjZ1CmhG6_l0sUD1cPLvMWSUAvy2uPi7Q2ITZiqWvHjdUip62CuxxE2W_iDvfhveg4lLB7ZUxb3UtxuWJRC6Jl5VbtkKeT4ureRmfmQ6o/s400/rich-house.gif" /></a>This is a very sturdily built house right on the Straights...has to with-stand wind and weather....but oh, what a view they have. Just thought that it was a beautiful home.<br /><br /><div>Heading to Baldwin to visit old friends, Bob & Shiela, today. They live in "Sherwood Forest" :)It was such a nice trip through the UP. But now back to the cold weather. Had lots of fun.</div><br /><div>Until we "connect" again...</div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-30580130588148346982011-10-17T06:23:00.005-04:002011-10-17T07:20:15.417-04:00OCT 17, 2011......BLOWING AWAY IN MACKINAW CITYWe had the fun of our friends, Dick & Yvonne, visit us in Mackinaw City. We met them while staying at Twin Mills Campground this summer. Chris & Dick had such fun fishing and golfing. Yvonne will probably never forgive me for this photo....but it's the only one that I have right now. Sorry Yvonne.... :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwpvnrpqGP0s9TzoQBxZ0RVKJ3qjuLPR5SmTLKCzltoVam-kQvGPHouQcLUzFfh-b1en-mmcsX1jw79BAvQdvM9DrmDmBLtOMiqWr8iDBRUb0Zjv2NlzbxSfmSQadhwP32U_lbw7c15g/s1600/DICK.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408859983740082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwpvnrpqGP0s9TzoQBxZ0RVKJ3qjuLPR5SmTLKCzltoVam-kQvGPHouQcLUzFfh-b1en-mmcsX1jw79BAvQdvM9DrmDmBLtOMiqWr8iDBRUb0Zjv2NlzbxSfmSQadhwP32U_lbw7c15g/s400/DICK.gif" /></a> Out to dinner last night<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPGDaCSu60jvVayypf5unDQCbL9naDsqs5JnxnhPcLrIl0KAc39OWhf8VHDmDHnQSWl_9fV-xJzHQtn1gKJcaHE2fKCwW5yLYIETaQmDtwfS9m4emsSnSWnPVFwmwFXs1L0rbM_6mgRsM/s1600/bridge-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408170484357122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPGDaCSu60jvVayypf5unDQCbL9naDsqs5JnxnhPcLrIl0KAc39OWhf8VHDmDHnQSWl_9fV-xJzHQtn1gKJcaHE2fKCwW5yLYIETaQmDtwfS9m4emsSnSWnPVFwmwFXs1L0rbM_6mgRsM/s400/bridge-2.gif" /></a> The raining, blowing and blustering gave us a short reprieve yesterday and we got to view the Mighty Mac Bridge. The traffic was moving very slowly....finding out later that they were using escorts, semi's had to go 20 mph and a travel trailer flipped over on it. Not a good day on the bridge.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMxqLeyXSpj-gwCRy15Fx3VS5-tQ8erh4ompc6bRQpC_vqqQ-BkME8y4Bcir_hkql8E0bh-6DCfw7sOespQ4Jn0r3kovlT4vOOZhjcaan4WQZpehr5stORw8gtaKUlZ4mStEJeF8Kjn4/s1600/rainbow-%2526-br.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408169313993570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMxqLeyXSpj-gwCRy15Fx3VS5-tQ8erh4ompc6bRQpC_vqqQ-BkME8y4Bcir_hkql8E0bh-6DCfw7sOespQ4Jn0r3kovlT4vOOZhjcaan4WQZpehr5stORw8gtaKUlZ4mStEJeF8Kjn4/s400/rainbow-%2526-br.gif" /></a> Then the blustering rains came and left again. Chris got this beautiful view of the rainbow....a sign of God's promise to us.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJ2ltXdYLQOS9NBjsFRxt6_dMlkQOU2g1FVXac0Gb5LLi6UL-7DWGxiPwdhI0LXjfb6zSGoJZM8mNhowywRMw5My2bbe9lIQyVU5KIyZBVI5dAIffJrw-UCyh8wD1OrH1Q_IW-U1eh1Q/s1600/nasty-bridge.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408161090223938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJ2ltXdYLQOS9NBjsFRxt6_dMlkQOU2g1FVXac0Gb5LLi6UL-7DWGxiPwdhI0LXjfb6zSGoJZM8mNhowywRMw5My2bbe9lIQyVU5KIyZBVI5dAIffJrw-UCyh8wD1OrH1Q_IW-U1eh1Q/s400/nasty-bridge.gif" /></a> Then came the winds....and we almost couldn't see the bridge. The changing face of life on the Mackinaw Straits. There are many shipwrecks out here. When Chris was in the Coast Guard icebreaker, the Mackinaw, they had to go out here for a search and rescue mission. A ship full of iron ore collided with an ocean going ship. It cut a 60 foot gash in the side of the ore boat, the Cedarville. It went down in 10 minutes and the Mighty Mac was dispatched to look for survivors. The wreck is still on the bottom. Any souls who were below deck never made it out. But there were survivors. Treacherous waters....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh0mjRlQL5tUJMwJIXduUzTnKrf8oGP1C1z-1WOOAb9afWbbICumvNlm9ChTXlqsEZedRYqr9nzYAVn04jURx7Ls_BXY3dui1Cld87jnn-lZ_-M3eZhLGgsAxiW_gDgSWHiEFCkUVf8c8/s1600/ironworker.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408156579318802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh0mjRlQL5tUJMwJIXduUzTnKrf8oGP1C1z-1WOOAb9afWbbICumvNlm9ChTXlqsEZedRYqr9nzYAVn04jURx7Ls_BXY3dui1Cld87jnn-lZ_-M3eZhLGgsAxiW_gDgSWHiEFCkUVf8c8/s400/ironworker.gif" /></a> This is a monument on the coast to the ironworkers who played the biggest part in the building of the Mac Bridge. Ironworkers are a big deal up here: there's a museum to them, an annual parade, etc. Three of them lost their lives on building the bridge.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6XmNYqYVlCf0jfCpXzB2GlsZUron6pcqknvZCMNsL-LcRinuRFYOs2ypY0-Xl5WNDMrUUsx3Tbs8nxyeDTAXnx0zjX6SjUaNJOCJBmQQPu19gQ2qsrJldv0CpLmy2CD-6tZB0RXa5Do/s1600/lighthouse.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408149823048978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6XmNYqYVlCf0jfCpXzB2GlsZUron6pcqknvZCMNsL-LcRinuRFYOs2ypY0-Xl5WNDMrUUsx3Tbs8nxyeDTAXnx0zjX6SjUaNJOCJBmQQPu19gQ2qsrJldv0CpLmy2CD-6tZB0RXa5Do/s400/lighthouse.gif" /></a> OK, Jeanne....here's a light house for you. It's the one on the point here just below the Bridge. I think that it was in operation until the 60's....I think.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6kl3nrloqwiUpB6SZYfWX5xlgdGiQMhEzeJ_toGxQ904N7I_WOQeB9pya9_2ZbbjqkQe2KZgz9hS8lrS491X1ESu51AJmPU81Qaf_AFr4j9rRo5z5sRC4bszWAHOnOMzp50rPT9ayEQA/s1600/mighty-mac.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664405475327795218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6kl3nrloqwiUpB6SZYfWX5xlgdGiQMhEzeJ_toGxQ904N7I_WOQeB9pya9_2ZbbjqkQe2KZgz9hS8lrS491X1ESu51AJmPU81Qaf_AFr4j9rRo5z5sRC4bszWAHOnOMzp50rPT9ayEQA/s400/mighty-mac.gif" /></a> Dick, Yvonne, Chris & me drove over to the Sheppler dock to see the retired "<strong><em>MIGHTY MAC"</em></strong> WACB 83, THE USCCG (THE UNITED STATES COAST GUARD CUTTER) MACKINAW. That's thee whole official name for the mighty ship. It is now a maritime museum. We have been on it twice, but unfortunately it closed for the season last week end. But she sat there at the dock in all her glory. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6LTDjnDHR9PZQiHB9DIfJ1obdh-O84nJzeQmTPDMljf-u9yCm0UF_MdxHweE1F4b-Wm8S6OzObxYVceM6Himc0rgCIa5ytz0kYqNG-O5J7hW0U7b62h3OTqQbUY1bI5hnyc2C0k9BEls/s1600/new-mack.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664405472030393618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6LTDjnDHR9PZQiHB9DIfJ1obdh-O84nJzeQmTPDMljf-u9yCm0UF_MdxHweE1F4b-Wm8S6OzObxYVceM6Himc0rgCIa5ytz0kYqNG-O5J7hW0U7b62h3OTqQbUY1bI5hnyc2C0k9BEls/s400/new-mack.gif" /></a> Then we drove to Cheboygan, 15 miles away, to hopefully see the new Mackinaw. I like to call it the "baby Mac". It is about 100 shorter than the Mighty Mac's 310 feet. It is also designed to be a buoy tender. As a matter of fact there was a buoy on it's rear deck. It's props can swivel 360 degrees....and it can cut ice sideways! But it's not the Mighty Mac... Incidentally, the Mighty Mac was "born" the year that Chris was born....1944....and in Toledo, where Chris was born. Interesting facts....but only to us.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lYTnet67sjfNsF3wirWk8kLotjgHLpaMX-FbXz8EfAF3FKouOb5ZGZKp09V4AeJsH1Ac2QXMdi8FwBEwrzcyomH-yZGNicMGEOqHpMZRPzMslqadHfPI0ycyZM3E2Oz-0ZLZ6vEDl7k/s1600/mushrooms.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664405458957718194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lYTnet67sjfNsF3wirWk8kLotjgHLpaMX-FbXz8EfAF3FKouOb5ZGZKp09V4AeJsH1Ac2QXMdi8FwBEwrzcyomH-yZGNicMGEOqHpMZRPzMslqadHfPI0ycyZM3E2Oz-0ZLZ6vEDl7k/s400/mushrooms.gif" /></a> On Saturday, while Chris and I were at the Mackinaw Campground, we took a mile walk through the woods and the rain. On the way back to the RV, Chris' sharp eyes spied some shaggy mane mushrooms....which gave us a wonderful breakfast, fried up with eggs on Sunday morning.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2jt73kQ_FiqlkccBX7mYK9PbS6jWKvq94AKnaCsqjx-n_444Ywnn8tjFZ7QdYy1PTS8hOnp8YbhaLR-5iD4MHJrBsnecPQEDZuJMVwiW1VPz5r04R1fobg6_mOb23aTJ1DmlD5CTZeA/s1600/tom-working.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664405448767662754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2jt73kQ_FiqlkccBX7mYK9PbS6jWKvq94AKnaCsqjx-n_444Ywnn8tjFZ7QdYy1PTS8hOnp8YbhaLR-5iD4MHJrBsnecPQEDZuJMVwiW1VPz5r04R1fobg6_mOb23aTJ1DmlD5CTZeA/s400/tom-working.gif" /></a> On that walk, Tommy had a wonderful time working the brush along the dry creek, trying to flush out a bunny. She had a fabulous time....but found no bunnies. She didn't care; she had fun trying. She came home wet and tired...and happy.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_9y7Z8g_eKjD3v2aX1TCARlTIOigO3oTNnXGrYa0jC-MWKK0G8rw-RBYXpv9ZPkkJJ16GkXDZaQalZmkaJC7tU90NQfnIwu4kJYgqIbo1fdz2To-H_Y9Ou3pipgjP1c_hwthu3bmgPmU/s1600/flowers.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664408384257379970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_9y7Z8g_eKjD3v2aX1TCARlTIOigO3oTNnXGrYa0jC-MWKK0G8rw-RBYXpv9ZPkkJJ16GkXDZaQalZmkaJC7tU90NQfnIwu4kJYgqIbo1fdz2To-H_Y9Ou3pipgjP1c_hwthu3bmgPmU/s400/flowers.gif" /></a> On this walk through the downed leaves and woods, there were these little pink flowers poking through the leaves. Look close. They are there.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6s-BdpXiHJiseCGW8smMVZJnAdzmol-nq67HUnx3bYvLN-iBE5F175bO-i5As3WVjpe3APlY9IYIld55ialI2kQNVhf1Xqrh3v1QtasHaplpB_o0dJN-vRQ0LIUej5E-I8uviHbF0XJQ/s1600/walk-in-rain.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664405445671587858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6s-BdpXiHJiseCGW8smMVZJnAdzmol-nq67HUnx3bYvLN-iBE5F175bO-i5As3WVjpe3APlY9IYIld55ialI2kQNVhf1Xqrh3v1QtasHaplpB_o0dJN-vRQ0LIUej5E-I8uviHbF0XJQ/s400/walk-in-rain.gif" /></a> On the trail.<br /><br /><div>Today, Yvonne and I will stop in any of the shops that are still open along main street in Mackinaw City. They have huge sales going on. Not especially looking for anything....just looking.</div><br /><div>Until we "connect" again.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-29955666975893390642011-10-14T12:46:00.009-04:002011-10-14T13:45:53.922-04:00OCTOBER 14, 2011; A SOGGY MACKINAW CITYGreetings from "below the Bridge"....we are now among the "trolls", a.k.a. those who live "below the Mackinaw Bridge". Here are some of the pictures from "above" the Bridge. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklL9M5u4nhtpDHKLSaxv964ldFyv9gLaII94ysUAfm7TCRnoUgGxBTyDjKseLF9XofRrKVKCrKOuVdVIvlfzwp6dKSQ66rnx2epiCePxxI8zw7njkf1R9_kxELJcibh8M9r1s4I72IH0/s1600/11.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663397407998769154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhklL9M5u4nhtpDHKLSaxv964ldFyv9gLaII94ysUAfm7TCRnoUgGxBTyDjKseLF9XofRrKVKCrKOuVdVIvlfzwp6dKSQ66rnx2epiCePxxI8zw7njkf1R9_kxELJcibh8M9r1s4I72IH0/s400/11.gif" /></a> Now you will see a few pictures of me, cuz Chris took some with his camera. Here we are at Bewabic State Park, near Crystal Falls.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVehp8yHKSS0Q5dMkJDD1hN2jBlK7hkfDa8bTiZKXZTs5O027uANcSygN4gGTxtz9mpBJtEGl9F5Vg77Zj2i8C4db9ROubPmZH5wmQb1uoVB9EjcmysJrfz8gOrZwt4forLnfa5ayTWm0/s1600/12.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663397393492340962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVehp8yHKSS0Q5dMkJDD1hN2jBlK7hkfDa8bTiZKXZTs5O027uANcSygN4gGTxtz9mpBJtEGl9F5Vg77Zj2i8C4db9ROubPmZH5wmQb1uoVB9EjcmysJrfz8gOrZwt4forLnfa5ayTWm0/s400/12.gif" /></a> Here we are relaxing at Ft. Wilkins St. Park, Copper Harbor, on the Keewenaw Penninsula.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7PEAYD6-3p-TpM2ig3dkY0zDS0wxd67iRLfskzsPfvBHqWdJpEjbQuJXNfMtsT6Ex5UYK2uBo6DJyWdbETdga8J7hE-qFHSN2vR7bIuVZoyuhSBEwMLAZ7Ctyw_N0FEcDM3mdu_-3eAk/s1600/13.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663397376402649714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7PEAYD6-3p-TpM2ig3dkY0zDS0wxd67iRLfskzsPfvBHqWdJpEjbQuJXNfMtsT6Ex5UYK2uBo6DJyWdbETdga8J7hE-qFHSN2vR7bIuVZoyuhSBEwMLAZ7Ctyw_N0FEcDM3mdu_-3eAk/s400/13.gif" /></a> That's the moon peeping between the trees.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7o3iNEBFxwyOVyijbhb4kp05CEX59HikwW2wAzUCU6PLJRpOFqAV3oqojbV7mjvxXgOBFba6lCQaRXs66mSd7Nz43u_spwwB_0NQitlXvqrv96rU-IbK6qo71Rt8Q4M_lXY1WaUAAP-0/s1600/14.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663397362853437058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7o3iNEBFxwyOVyijbhb4kp05CEX59HikwW2wAzUCU6PLJRpOFqAV3oqojbV7mjvxXgOBFba6lCQaRXs66mSd7Nz43u_spwwB_0NQitlXvqrv96rU-IbK6qo71Rt8Q4M_lXY1WaUAAP-0/s400/14.gif" /></a> ....still relaxing....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezwlHY5OnBorKNBJ73RjNrLWDJj1zGR6XG3S6Lv_FehJeBmCSN8Ef-zv7QjF4h7RT0_dqJiDv5BIEt2Y5C2_IiP9nC6PCykzaYb1BFaRc8sLRRqFIrNntMUmrffa4Wpuu_KMsBV4I2p4/s1600/15.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663397350649139874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezwlHY5OnBorKNBJ73RjNrLWDJj1zGR6XG3S6Lv_FehJeBmCSN8Ef-zv7QjF4h7RT0_dqJiDv5BIEt2Y5C2_IiP9nC6PCykzaYb1BFaRc8sLRRqFIrNntMUmrffa4Wpuu_KMsBV4I2p4/s400/15.gif" /></a> The shore looked like a bunch of upheaved rocks....and I came back with a prize of some bird feather. That's all of Chris' pics that he sent me yesterday. (he e-mails them to me, then I can upload them to my photo program :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBf86oRYwdvhtG0nd17Pa_pUKqCu0dSv-wziX24Nt5L1nLpS6TynR0Jzeg-Ln-Baf6ub9CFU2cUpS3dSfMpoYvD2cRGw_fQGy7E8_O2PGiYmW2p4nfXO7gab-slUTkLDOC75ZRU7tV0OM/s1600/bridge-return.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663393989824903634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBf86oRYwdvhtG0nd17Pa_pUKqCu0dSv-wziX24Nt5L1nLpS6TynR0Jzeg-Ln-Baf6ub9CFU2cUpS3dSfMpoYvD2cRGw_fQGy7E8_O2PGiYmW2p4nfXO7gab-slUTkLDOC75ZRU7tV0OM/s400/bridge-return.gif" /></a> A gloomy ride back over the Bridge to the land of the "trolls". We decided to pop back over yesterday because of the predicted high winds today. Not a time to take a hi-profile vehicle across the bridge. </div><br /><br /><br /><div>And now back to the pictures from above the Bridge.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWftbgEarCxoQ32zvIhYi24pHnIlQkifTQRmpPqaHIdQmD0mKLuvoDpOFzI7-M4oVuCFPPzNJ6VnwJ0n-8q28kJOyVyTR84CqHg8rgKYLAp22bMYo29Uh9NnbfUuI3yuBfKFg_TfcxMg/s1600/COLOR-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663403644706405602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWftbgEarCxoQ32zvIhYi24pHnIlQkifTQRmpPqaHIdQmD0mKLuvoDpOFzI7-M4oVuCFPPzNJ6VnwJ0n-8q28kJOyVyTR84CqHg8rgKYLAp22bMYo29Uh9NnbfUuI3yuBfKFg_TfcxMg/s400/COLOR-2.gif" /></a> This was just taken on Wednesday, through the windshield of the RV. There were still lots of color in places. Just depended on where you were, and what type of trees were there. There are apparently several different weather patterns in the UP. In a couple of places the color was all gone, leaves were all down. Then we traveled down the road and the trees were beautiful again. This rain today is for sure going to kill it, though.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVRtDqpBHU8ZZYSsSYbhyiuE6CAHuwfn_u83IBGFUWvMzIh5SarvxzrK_fkqSNyba8p9HnYbO7njYZdhHwjKFPobtpy73q1cjlUegd23lb0vGnlQxmD82cXEYSdwBVVdYPFs8XBFu0nQ/s1600/4-lake-in-clouds.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663393979074341138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVRtDqpBHU8ZZYSsSYbhyiuE6CAHuwfn_u83IBGFUWvMzIh5SarvxzrK_fkqSNyba8p9HnYbO7njYZdhHwjKFPobtpy73q1cjlUegd23lb0vGnlQxmD82cXEYSdwBVVdYPFs8XBFu0nQ/s400/4-lake-in-clouds.gif" /></a> This is the Lake in the Clouds in the Porcupine Mountains (and state park). We are taking the picture from the highest point of elevation in Michigan. Very pretty. Can see a ski area 20 miles away.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjxefH_wX30gquwND3uxRnY1iACnXz9G3C001rywJ_u1WnJ_W5Yrevo0bw_6WmmcfLzoPFjYda63bj17TXggIF91E1m73Gdu-s5-gD0YA5Dxw0Js5FbhJsO_9gj-ioKdVNFNp4mLwAjA/s1600/US.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663391913993767714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjxefH_wX30gquwND3uxRnY1iACnXz9G3C001rywJ_u1WnJ_W5Yrevo0bw_6WmmcfLzoPFjYda63bj17TXggIF91E1m73Gdu-s5-gD0YA5Dxw0Js5FbhJsO_9gj-ioKdVNFNp4mLwAjA/s400/US.gif" /></a> Somewhere along Lake Superior where we stopped for lunch. You can see how nice it was out.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_bbsHH__WQJ1VIzLs944rVPz_GsaXB5meoON3fGdQITZ-7dMx5AC57ulH2Q0juDOeIw1mb5KI-kseF02jAfEMvw9rw6Vdeu7Zkba6TtZML0kCGGIjWezRm7LiIiU1HlfNkDgtxLsZZM/s1600/sunrise-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663391555901465090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_bbsHH__WQJ1VIzLs944rVPz_GsaXB5meoON3fGdQITZ-7dMx5AC57ulH2Q0juDOeIw1mb5KI-kseF02jAfEMvw9rw6Vdeu7Zkba6TtZML0kCGGIjWezRm7LiIiU1HlfNkDgtxLsZZM/s400/sunrise-1.gif" /></a> At Fort Wilkins I was taking pictures of the sunrise about every 10 minutes, or so. It was so pretty.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjThmFL_W4X3i57neBrCG4WWzNbKlXgqpuXiI8-6OQc9Bh5EgCCVESiCk49GXA0P6Q5pwXhp9pDz4DZl9KfWYWK_GazhIQz5d3RBHakfwJh-132smKxthJGRLLtVPtlw5vqh9WOuVTNkT0/s1600/sunrise-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663391549804497026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjThmFL_W4X3i57neBrCG4WWzNbKlXgqpuXiI8-6OQc9Bh5EgCCVESiCk49GXA0P6Q5pwXhp9pDz4DZl9KfWYWK_GazhIQz5d3RBHakfwJh-132smKxthJGRLLtVPtlw5vqh9WOuVTNkT0/s400/sunrise-2.gif" /></a> Here's an interesting one....the sunrise was reflecting in the side of the RV.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4tyMnwyyAj-YZ7nAOM9ZcO0KYRSyrep55QvwnUIhpUeBCKYgWZnihOuRGbeXYB4fjTL9wyBELAa5PBfCwkof2VnAtVBwERjQEME6UXHt_jSRrvWwbgsdSLNfoHYQ2awN5Keh5zWMfVQ/s1600/sunrise-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663391541530951650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4tyMnwyyAj-YZ7nAOM9ZcO0KYRSyrep55QvwnUIhpUeBCKYgWZnihOuRGbeXYB4fjTL9wyBELAa5PBfCwkof2VnAtVBwERjQEME6UXHt_jSRrvWwbgsdSLNfoHYQ2awN5Keh5zWMfVQ/s400/sunrise-3.gif" /></a> And here's God's glory in all it's splendor.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmw7Fh6sEx60hoBg06RlcAakhNXYRC3LV8TkV663Xwc7UHBItyTDmkCbXiF5rf5H1k1XGHkIHmvwuLCi_I4bZ_dORqwgXLFfS8ZiwX3Vm9wc2TC_ET6uq1uJzJKsWuwevNSPBV-bjvOg/s1600/old-house.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663391533220117298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmw7Fh6sEx60hoBg06RlcAakhNXYRC3LV8TkV663Xwc7UHBItyTDmkCbXiF5rf5H1k1XGHkIHmvwuLCi_I4bZ_dORqwgXLFfS8ZiwX3Vm9wc2TC_ET6uq1uJzJKsWuwevNSPBV-bjvOg/s400/old-house.gif" /></a> Just an old, abandoned house that we passed....<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTRaRNe918J2UwkZ29R9FIhcT4_LiFXzdh1b7SXID7cbICuZDB_TWmTDbkghoQQpyZfF5vc2snbptAMTNP6mFGBPppKer5m2I5CN0O06GwLcFwaWGtchyJ8-AVRDFnMYSMAV46w6D0Dw/s1600/lak-sup-5.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663390797398687042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTRaRNe918J2UwkZ29R9FIhcT4_LiFXzdh1b7SXID7cbICuZDB_TWmTDbkghoQQpyZfF5vc2snbptAMTNP6mFGBPppKer5m2I5CN0O06GwLcFwaWGtchyJ8-AVRDFnMYSMAV46w6D0Dw/s400/lak-sup-5.gif" /></a> Watched this sail boat for a long time. They had to be having a lot of fun...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pK-AENFw6OXnEdAH4I1aZXdQ3HjQBzdmNiq48HPRQV3YLGRTFPCHLUm4YOkLb_UJ9qf9J0KuaEDKWkWSgW4Yu2aoBRTajljKoafdgPa-XIHEtXsuG4zdvLikZRltMVLAYINO_cB-U8I/s1600/lak-sup-4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663390741253580418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8pK-AENFw6OXnEdAH4I1aZXdQ3HjQBzdmNiq48HPRQV3YLGRTFPCHLUm4YOkLb_UJ9qf9J0KuaEDKWkWSgW4Yu2aoBRTajljKoafdgPa-XIHEtXsuG4zdvLikZRltMVLAYINO_cB-U8I/s400/lak-sup-4.gif" /></a> Not trying to show you my coffee cup....but trying to show you the wonderful view from our camper when we were camped at the top of the Keewenaw Penninsula at Ft. Wilkins. How's that for beautiful?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Xdlyas-4G3MsSkaJ35vsGV_ckcX1bWz5z37EXoXw3SA5doBW6Ai8oKApw4mIHCaDZ__eVCYJMLKLvXX8725QQOwVqyBJt2XE11GFA7Fo3IxhFt-8goW4N9q95H5KGOtj_dvZCUn9YCk/s1600/lak-sup-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663390733608061298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Xdlyas-4G3MsSkaJ35vsGV_ckcX1bWz5z37EXoXw3SA5doBW6Ai8oKApw4mIHCaDZ__eVCYJMLKLvXX8725QQOwVqyBJt2XE11GFA7Fo3IxhFt-8goW4N9q95H5KGOtj_dvZCUn9YCk/s400/lak-sup-3.gif" /></a> Here's the view of the shore at Copper Harbor....looks like a bunch of upheaved rocks. Very cool to walk along.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1gTiabaPEQQtbM7Bptcm-ReZqVerz2Opv0R5d9-oJUxMQVIXWve9vfKUiYeHnTfeobxZFfKBLkfRP0T0-ILjEH96MkJOz38Odserz77q-dLIIo4ghZLOjWAzMI8bVcBwV_GQUxpmIUHs/s1600/lak-super-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663390725372070178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1gTiabaPEQQtbM7Bptcm-ReZqVerz2Opv0R5d9-oJUxMQVIXWve9vfKUiYeHnTfeobxZFfKBLkfRP0T0-ILjEH96MkJOz38Odserz77q-dLIIo4ghZLOjWAzMI8bVcBwV_GQUxpmIUHs/s400/lak-super-2.gif" /></a> Just us....enjoying Lake Superior<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbsq32O83mT83KQCRpUm26Jk427j5SFaFNpvB5mb3pByElwm7FanIYybITM7ASc48bovN9UoHwZCxyKYx4jT5I77WYLtMX49iKp2RkMQxhA2iiyXnMbODQm3GGrdXPH0eWWRpKPs1GlA/s1600/lake-superior-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663390715090043010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbsq32O83mT83KQCRpUm26Jk427j5SFaFNpvB5mb3pByElwm7FanIYybITM7ASc48bovN9UoHwZCxyKYx4jT5I77WYLtMX49iKp2RkMQxhA2iiyXnMbODQm3GGrdXPH0eWWRpKPs1GlA/s400/lake-superior-1.gif" /></a> There were sights like this all along the Lake Superior. Chris was marvelous of not getting tired of me asking him to pull over so I could take some pictures. It was hard to shoot pictures out of the windows of the RV because of the over-hang in front and the big side view mirror on the side. It was just in the way. </div><br /><br /><div>We are now in Mackinaw City. We are killing a bit of time because some friends are driving up to spend the day with us on Sunday and Monday. The shops all have big sales in them because they are getting ready to close, but I am restraining myself till my friend gets here. Unfortunately the Mackinaw Icebreaker Maritime Museum closed last week, so we can't show them that. It's raining pretty steady today, but is supposed to be nice by Monday....I hope. We bought some books at the library.....so we are ready to cozy up for the evening. Chris picked up some Tom Clancy books. He likes that author.<br /></div><br /><div>So, until we "connect" again....<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-12784827929468681012011-10-09T07:35:00.003-04:002011-10-09T07:58:14.365-04:00OCTOBER 9; COPPER HARBOR, MI ON THE END OF THE KEWEENAW PENNINSULAHi folks,<br />Signing in from the top of Michigan.<br />The colors are beautiful. It's funny how the colors are different in each area of the UP. One place we think the color is all gone....and then it pops up again. It's the different kind of trees in each area that causes it. Last night we stayed at the top of the world....Ft. Wilkins State Park in Copper harbor, at the top of the Keweenaw Penninsula. Can't go any further up.....so I guess we have to start down....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjybPVl9kG0678diRgZrqxTsrInyeNZ7y4_iQ6Q7p8bl1mKHnd9FdwMm95zvJYtcq5MckrYegnB_U28fbU8chX8uJHDxF9WAvY6vwy3sfRIt8bl-J2wR3Z9K1Yl8BQxOVR14fPZngK8oks/s1600/8.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661456201625530274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjybPVl9kG0678diRgZrqxTsrInyeNZ7y4_iQ6Q7p8bl1mKHnd9FdwMm95zvJYtcq5MckrYegnB_U28fbU8chX8uJHDxF9WAvY6vwy3sfRIt8bl-J2wR3Z9K1Yl8BQxOVR14fPZngK8oks/s400/8.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8xl2oe9qE2-cXrvol6anBpluAc3duxt6TqGp_px4J2ndJIOa3xgiSFu1wwB5ZpbiF9bGhKuirFIyJk7O0uY2xitqD8-N-9_vs6usDEyyFJErvrxixd0UOTchFbFMofolc7wGqirASsY/s1600/7.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661456189333401170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8xl2oe9qE2-cXrvol6anBpluAc3duxt6TqGp_px4J2ndJIOa3xgiSFu1wwB5ZpbiF9bGhKuirFIyJk7O0uY2xitqD8-N-9_vs6usDEyyFJErvrxixd0UOTchFbFMofolc7wGqirASsY/s400/7.gif" /></a>Don't remember where all these pictures are from....this is in one of the State Park Campgrounds. Van Riper I think.....very nice.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgAQaj0clCmytH5RA92wufn5ZakGjowjI_7cAjGcgP3zUskNJMVKC2VHW9BFb8uPYTVC3-KwUCOrMV2TjIq09K8B0ZmBuGK3RlMsfklkfrTv29SPujHQQEtWqxauS8EzNlSzWWCY7oyQo/s1600/6-bay-furnace.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661456184045370114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgAQaj0clCmytH5RA92wufn5ZakGjowjI_7cAjGcgP3zUskNJMVKC2VHW9BFb8uPYTVC3-KwUCOrMV2TjIq09K8B0ZmBuGK3RlMsfklkfrTv29SPujHQQEtWqxauS8EzNlSzWWCY7oyQo/s400/6-bay-furnace.gif" /></a> This was at Bay Furnace Nat'l forest campground. Right on Lake Superior. The place was actually closed for the season, but they didn't have a sign up and it looked open to us. The guy came around later (after supper)....I think to collect the fee since there were no envelopes in the self register kiosk. He told us that it's closed....but he didn't want to make us leave. He just closed the gate and told us to open it when we leave and lock it behind us. Not a bad deal. Loved it and got rocked to sleep with the brisk winds off of the lake.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5QamWCBYwyZoZRkiO3OYo8hOlD5j8cswhBbyiyzlwGMZ9IGNp7wP2bTMhNqdFahCoWjzZ69w3s7VmxXARUYY3KzixVoAypz75mIxfS1ulnp1WK2n6Gnv7xfpcYl1Uq9lXTcPytxbHxOE/s1600/5-bay-furnace.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661455547643483842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5QamWCBYwyZoZRkiO3OYo8hOlD5j8cswhBbyiyzlwGMZ9IGNp7wP2bTMhNqdFahCoWjzZ69w3s7VmxXARUYY3KzixVoAypz75mIxfS1ulnp1WK2n6Gnv7xfpcYl1Uq9lXTcPytxbHxOE/s400/5-bay-furnace.gif" /></a>Sunset at Bay Furnace. Can't be closer to nature than this.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQcXpfzl0wiFH_N5UPxiNyYkHCHtLr7g0gqCTJAtJhqK_5rHf9-HpShNdD0FdQhTY22LfsYKKyA1o6dh19hraPsBKp_bFGZKFcTqrovRM8bML5aoE5TJi7C-uJ7bhE54mwQPl-Qeu9Zg/s1600/4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661455542771491506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQcXpfzl0wiFH_N5UPxiNyYkHCHtLr7g0gqCTJAtJhqK_5rHf9-HpShNdD0FdQhTY22LfsYKKyA1o6dh19hraPsBKp_bFGZKFcTqrovRM8bML5aoE5TJi7C-uJ7bhE54mwQPl-Qeu9Zg/s400/4.gif" /></a> Log slide. The economy up here in the UP was logging for a long time. I think that it died about 1910. This was a "log slide" down into the lake. this was where they slid the logs to the water and then moved them to wherever they needed to transport them.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij0T0h35z-qYXLJcjET6jzdfhNXGG7aoJqs7LR7d_PeRcXoOhLMEWyFnEOnxOGuwnWXRJU8TpYlKs-_SayX5zDVkKH9sp-BMJKr4I9GDQKnr-2kS4cjKqJFRXJojdGF4V8skqDrixVAI0/s1600/3-lake-at-log-slide.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661455538828395730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij0T0h35z-qYXLJcjET6jzdfhNXGG7aoJqs7LR7d_PeRcXoOhLMEWyFnEOnxOGuwnWXRJU8TpYlKs-_SayX5zDVkKH9sp-BMJKr4I9GDQKnr-2kS4cjKqJFRXJojdGF4V8skqDrixVAI0/s400/3-lake-at-log-slide.gif" /></a> This was how the water in the lake looked at the bottom of the log slide. I thought that it was quite unique....perhaps different depths?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj4B1za5zQpbA4GjTKyGJbyJdhDhI9WaFOZwDd7IfwFG4DZ8FoySU8EhaqagOFEaOGN7s8whDkjLhNyOM3GACPBQYZ2CeKejkQDPIZt6EKKWmsCxKn9KZDZeDr-YYDYGsKGmUfGJKhQqo/s1600/2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661455533480709506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj4B1za5zQpbA4GjTKyGJbyJdhDhI9WaFOZwDd7IfwFG4DZ8FoySU8EhaqagOFEaOGN7s8whDkjLhNyOM3GACPBQYZ2CeKejkQDPIZt6EKKWmsCxKn9KZDZeDr-YYDYGsKGmUfGJKhQqo/s400/2.gif" /></a> ...somewhere along the Lake.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilC4Qarcah3gpRXFZ4_5ocwAyXN39Prmip4TKlp9JI0oLx8q1w73sbaJMlD0l3ssiJ8xqhlq2spscEUqNm1xAinhh7vBEzECrlK0LAK5AUFyysLnRabsyxXCTM11WTClO-T6aKetg0qjY/s1600/1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661455529421411426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilC4Qarcah3gpRXFZ4_5ocwAyXN39Prmip4TKlp9JI0oLx8q1w73sbaJMlD0l3ssiJ8xqhlq2spscEUqNm1xAinhh7vBEzECrlK0LAK5AUFyysLnRabsyxXCTM11WTClO-T6aKetg0qjY/s400/1.gif" /></a> We had lunch here. It was beautiful and warm. </div><br /><div>Today we are headed toward the Porcupine Mountains. Can't go to church today because all the churchs around here are missions and are closed at the end of September. Had better luck than that in Alaska!</div><br /><div>Enjoy your beautiful weather! Until we "connect" again......</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-71887906648446825032011-10-08T09:19:00.005-04:002011-10-08T09:40:12.108-04:00October 8, 2011 ALONG LAKE SUPERIORHere's the beautiful sunrise on Lake Superior this am, looking out from Bay Furnace National Park cpgd across the bay to the Picture Rocks at Munising. Awesome.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOytfcxymBgRzBNshSzjE0zQTLgZsx-oGoK-pn0xh1OtFauSGbe7x0ms7T2WeE7t-eHp7BJCb1atQHN-tczuAg8ER0ORX24Ry29HgDRqKiCD3Fn24eSKnJDGJ-31gzeUhbCEbCMoKqDos/s1600/sunrise.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661113786493990274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOytfcxymBgRzBNshSzjE0zQTLgZsx-oGoK-pn0xh1OtFauSGbe7x0ms7T2WeE7t-eHp7BJCb1atQHN-tczuAg8ER0ORX24Ry29HgDRqKiCD3Fn24eSKnJDGJ-31gzeUhbCEbCMoKqDos/s400/sunrise.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFFybQOhthJAoKr42WAIMmGGgc69IUft1NIWW6pbTsilMLVgS6t2x6NOUnFkusMl7okSC6UUtMyIgjEreq4J1EsVWqhi82cLfKVvAy3MzORNnPxtjhhyfcpn7ZReEqWoX6yCIh2roJbQ/s1600/bayview-nat%2527l-cpgd.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661111221986715330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFFybQOhthJAoKr42WAIMmGGgc69IUft1NIWW6pbTsilMLVgS6t2x6NOUnFkusMl7okSC6UUtMyIgjEreq4J1EsVWqhi82cLfKVvAy3MzORNnPxtjhhyfcpn7ZReEqWoX6yCIh2roJbQ/s400/bayview-nat%2527l-cpgd.gif" /></a>Just going to put the pictures up for you to enjoy, but because of time, not going to narrate on them.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwSkU581dYuxK6DA4l-spAqa7MjKEXB__yqqUpaI3LP3mOZGmWI4AOpZLplSSsABmoLCWcrIRo1wXEpF2ELIj3tDqM9E8IpJg8w5sGXNwnWGTrl72XOd73J0z8f2WzLbzq1kLuUQ9ELxU/s1600/lake-sup%253B-whitefish-bay.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661111213063723922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwSkU581dYuxK6DA4l-spAqa7MjKEXB__yqqUpaI3LP3mOZGmWI4AOpZLplSSsABmoLCWcrIRo1wXEpF2ELIj3tDqM9E8IpJg8w5sGXNwnWGTrl72XOd73J0z8f2WzLbzq1kLuUQ9ELxU/s400/lake-sup%253B-whitefish-bay.gif" /></a> Lake Superior<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumngBbs1LSjNk3yY2piA5I9OiySuT2gxGMS8qfqErOAQCMBP66Bq3wOtNXnoH0sRNu0eONT3SioXRXMIN_Aqe5am-sqSSkYOW5nWJUCGHPzgKIDnkesr0vw_xpFMupuK9Kn94Hz_VpD0/s1600/OLD-HOUSE.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661111205666284722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumngBbs1LSjNk3yY2piA5I9OiySuT2gxGMS8qfqErOAQCMBP66Bq3wOtNXnoH0sRNu0eONT3SioXRXMIN_Aqe5am-sqSSkYOW5nWJUCGHPzgKIDnkesr0vw_xpFMupuK9Kn94Hz_VpD0/s400/OLD-HOUSE.gif" /></a>Old delapitated house.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8eUQGr_FvpBV6ZtM8nYCVjIwZg0CJBjUbAXa8DFHwCWeYfH8LEBLw_Cfrs65n120fiy2uxKrzEwyzSDrwegcm-k-kXBIi1Db3vByhkmR-oGuTuj19zvxj5icUkDOAjWEY6w0gfnUzvKk/s1600/white-fish-bay.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661111198705897874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8eUQGr_FvpBV6ZtM8nYCVjIwZg0CJBjUbAXa8DFHwCWeYfH8LEBLw_Cfrs65n120fiy2uxKrzEwyzSDrwegcm-k-kXBIi1Db3vByhkmR-oGuTuj19zvxj5icUkDOAjWEY6w0gfnUzvKk/s400/white-fish-bay.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNj7n0kuUzx8RNLIAELyKvxLAvTcCajF5qM74ibxpRuE-wEVaWqfMjecDb0AQKc-O79RVDpQd1-va2kpxr6kIkazhPeMAQbABCUBTxKwWmVAd0H14-TfD5N2h8ILAGsfWytizB2-6sMRY/s1600/tommy-on-shore.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661111193247184562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNj7n0kuUzx8RNLIAELyKvxLAvTcCajF5qM74ibxpRuE-wEVaWqfMjecDb0AQKc-O79RVDpQd1-va2kpxr6kIkazhPeMAQbABCUBTxKwWmVAd0H14-TfD5N2h8ILAGsfWytizB2-6sMRY/s400/tommy-on-shore.gif" /></a> Tommy in tall grass by beach.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKiFtxZRCE5M-3YdwgyysVqw-0xNvCafuidDAUkEkC8SptU1vYbODQQ1EwuFbhW0hID5aWluKrwjix9By1-_YhbR3r1vC0cysguLfmlNCHauU9WJb7QmDtdRYFbWtP_a0vC6Y-T5ia5I/s1600/sigh-UP.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661110789451522914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKiFtxZRCE5M-3YdwgyysVqw-0xNvCafuidDAUkEkC8SptU1vYbODQQ1EwuFbhW0hID5aWluKrwjix9By1-_YhbR3r1vC0cysguLfmlNCHauU9WJb7QmDtdRYFbWtP_a0vC6Y-T5ia5I/s400/sigh-UP.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_LcGof-V0wvf2Dl3F3TcgHeEaKvGeN-SC4k8UZhmevDbeAsIGtK30CDFegV43qzMptwucZtAxLanYzibku7GXav3Aol7D5ZVTT4emJ5ekL2OtOupa8NxTPTVUIzx3gW4q9EiyRo469Jc/s1600/bridge.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661110776990029346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_LcGof-V0wvf2Dl3F3TcgHeEaKvGeN-SC4k8UZhmevDbeAsIGtK30CDFegV43qzMptwucZtAxLanYzibku7GXav3Aol7D5ZVTT4emJ5ekL2OtOupa8NxTPTVUIzx3gW4q9EiyRo469Jc/s400/bridge.gif" /></a> The Mighty Mac.....Mackinaw Bridge.<br />Until we connect again.....<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-63002677045494063352011-10-05T21:46:00.003-04:002011-10-05T21:55:18.204-04:00OCTOBER 5....IN SEARCH OF COLORWe decided to go on a search for color to the UP....that's the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, for those of you not from Michigan. The state campgrounds are our prime destination....to see what's there.<br />Things got prettier the further north we drove.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoh-kaqUp_wgCRs8hUSsZi4MRILQlaL_S0TbakV566iZZ6RNehg_U-zpxmTa5CiSnO8scK1hy4Z6I4gF5-d_x2YRoE7rkr0Ph766G7Xa-BUbMSS-_SpdmtGWWZl1XCClgLU4jeKN5_jUU/s1600/to-Baldwin.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660190070527371234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoh-kaqUp_wgCRs8hUSsZi4MRILQlaL_S0TbakV566iZZ6RNehg_U-zpxmTa5CiSnO8scK1hy4Z6I4gF5-d_x2YRoE7rkr0Ph766G7Xa-BUbMSS-_SpdmtGWWZl1XCClgLU4jeKN5_jUU/s400/to-Baldwin.gif" /></a> The road on the way to Baldwin<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RuPVXGV37tBQS_qMyG-sP0eSZq2MlfBiTkTz57SpVFDfuR_FRteXCYZPOHP_5hQ1NLfqE4T5C7EU2DwbJ1jYdV3_bDoP_X8ZG2lyj15uZEqOxlu_GIn3hv8jTlv3LEX57BFLeMxx-98/s1600/2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660190061194772034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RuPVXGV37tBQS_qMyG-sP0eSZq2MlfBiTkTz57SpVFDfuR_FRteXCYZPOHP_5hQ1NLfqE4T5C7EU2DwbJ1jYdV3_bDoP_X8ZG2lyj15uZEqOxlu_GIn3hv8jTlv3LEX57BFLeMxx-98/s400/2.gif" /></a> Better yet....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35Oc_kOQO5GfDdI8mD7AO-CSUjxsX6aMM5AUyMeI9s-F7NnoS0BZR3umqQ2FpT-CkM5aJXVQi8DYXhkMdWIzAAH9VSr6xjrKGl4WZwUYrbhMr0KR_Kr7n-hp4ue-I68OV6204WH410cA/s1600/deer.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660190054888750898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi35Oc_kOQO5GfDdI8mD7AO-CSUjxsX6aMM5AUyMeI9s-F7NnoS0BZR3umqQ2FpT-CkM5aJXVQi8DYXhkMdWIzAAH9VSr6xjrKGl4WZwUYrbhMr0KR_Kr7n-hp4ue-I68OV6204WH410cA/s400/deer.gif" /></a> A very little deer just outside of Cheboygan, MI (That's real close to Mackinaw City and the Mackinaw Bridge (the Mighty Mac) to the UP.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-lUdazevMkex0xfWLcYRvbbI3PlUSNuMScTBQrYLElIAPLmKgS3tXWRHRpTtasNFK0MzoZKim7ZQcKbi5cKgghgfGq13GCnSaZO2q14YC-GYo-ZhCkSJuieDlz7SbKbLPJkEvi6w0cQ/s1600/mullet-lake.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660190039689273202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-lUdazevMkex0xfWLcYRvbbI3PlUSNuMScTBQrYLElIAPLmKgS3tXWRHRpTtasNFK0MzoZKim7ZQcKbi5cKgghgfGq13GCnSaZO2q14YC-GYo-ZhCkSJuieDlz7SbKbLPJkEvi6w0cQ/s400/mullet-lake.gif" /></a> Mullet Lake....on the way to Cheboygan, just off of I75.<br /><br /><div>Visited deer old friends in Baldwin and Cheboygan....camped in their yards....tomorrow to the UP and the beginning of our adventure. Until we "connect" again....</div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-35574492500781559452011-10-02T13:43:00.005-04:002011-10-02T14:15:18.259-04:00September 28; Leaving Twin Mills CampgroundWe cleaned, tidied and stowed our "stuff" for several days before D Day....."departure day".<br />It was not a neat and clean event since we had several days of rain. Not good. At least we had taken down the "bug hut" when it was dry. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_8UKDprtlg2i1XmUnI3VzVldAn1xBfgcLlNsp2PycUW4Rld_MTDDB6SIV6_FzII1jziTvr1b63OfDqer2JVO-yH5i3cfxSDtiwO7OlPX0XNmLYguyWrZYQlOjdk76wdLaYmgqeb4uDA/s1600/dick.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658952238798361842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_8UKDprtlg2i1XmUnI3VzVldAn1xBfgcLlNsp2PycUW4Rld_MTDDB6SIV6_FzII1jziTvr1b63OfDqer2JVO-yH5i3cfxSDtiwO7OlPX0XNmLYguyWrZYQlOjdk76wdLaYmgqeb4uDA/s400/dick.gif" /></a> Then came the "good bye's"....Chris and Dick had lots of fun summer: i.e. fishing till all hours of the night, golfing, dinners out and dinners in, golf cart rides, a telling lies. Had a lot of fun this summer with Dick, his wife Yvonne and Rusty.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqglXuuG29oY7plD9jnYoonQMJ8dBGnaFRcuqA2Yyhser5S2jabHYYXfKgPELDH-Uvd2s88I1ouJ83OEQfF6SIWbXtWY5_y117gbxI_YSSKmIOcQcmBYuj5DCVrAo9kAzqJhp_Ukxeb5Y/s1600/rusty.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658952229432776466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqglXuuG29oY7plD9jnYoonQMJ8dBGnaFRcuqA2Yyhser5S2jabHYYXfKgPELDH-Uvd2s88I1ouJ83OEQfF6SIWbXtWY5_y117gbxI_YSSKmIOcQcmBYuj5DCVrAo9kAzqJhp_Ukxeb5Y/s400/rusty.gif" /></a> Rusty doesn't know he's a dog. You'd be surprised how expressive he is.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3sKaPDjqOXz6JG0lT5zAM7N7DBfO1Ftqhwwlqh3c6c5LVcFfsl0u_uZq-UYnHKphCqLO5Cnw6GmMoaCW6xaymmvGoV5Za8HvVbWGe6W2f6NphUe81djdW6KlT4E_ln_kVPuc2AdtiXs/s1600/lake.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658952213102149474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3sKaPDjqOXz6JG0lT5zAM7N7DBfO1Ftqhwwlqh3c6c5LVcFfsl0u_uZq-UYnHKphCqLO5Cnw6GmMoaCW6xaymmvGoV5Za8HvVbWGe6W2f6NphUe81djdW6KlT4E_ln_kVPuc2AdtiXs/s400/lake.gif" /></a> Another storm comming in the night before we left. The camp has been pretty empty....and the docks look empty without Chris' boat. Good bye's are done, we're all packed up.<br /></div><br /><div>And now on to our next adventure....the Upper Penninsula of Michigan. Leaving for there on Tuesday for a couple of weeks. So, until we "connect" again.... stay tuned for more adventures...</div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-20065978685112129212011-09-26T19:05:00.005-04:002011-09-26T19:31:57.917-04:00SEPTEMBER 25: FALL IS BREAKING OUT ALL OVER!Yesterday we had an awesome day picking apples with our two daughters, the grandkids and their hubbies. What a wonderful day. We started out early to get to Chicago before it was time to leave for the orchard. We donned rain gear since it was raining and seemed as if it would all day.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuSDVEX5hZ2amMNHReQ_iMtBHKdFOJFFZadFU4Rbgqf1j21as03ohP2CQZY6mQkMGygGmdd1LNzyQvlucxypPLMbf3Iqqh_mcCBhtILYg-7IQe8CsqfHM83Qfg1f9648hAh14VvDNZscY/s1600/orchard-barn.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656810432262254034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuSDVEX5hZ2amMNHReQ_iMtBHKdFOJFFZadFU4Rbgqf1j21as03ohP2CQZY6mQkMGygGmdd1LNzyQvlucxypPLMbf3Iqqh_mcCBhtILYg-7IQe8CsqfHM83Qfg1f9648hAh14VvDNZscY/s400/orchard-barn.gif" /></a> But look at the blue sky that broke through. It was awesome. There were MANY, MANY people there and we had to wait a reeeeeeeealy long time in line to be able to get on the wagons to the orchard.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL6NmBEd0xfGgw2OblVqAEy34SCkQX7-kLxUFpe-EuJ6wh1n0dbVae1R0ian11dgpCx-dkSuHpJ-XcVpfZ6YB8L2Ba963aNXSF1y50BAzV8rk2pfwzgQiuQj5Jk3IVegeZxNg_unKDnPA/s1600/orchard.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656810423674235202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL6NmBEd0xfGgw2OblVqAEy34SCkQX7-kLxUFpe-EuJ6wh1n0dbVae1R0ian11dgpCx-dkSuHpJ-XcVpfZ6YB8L2Ba963aNXSF1y50BAzV8rk2pfwzgQiuQj5Jk3IVegeZxNg_unKDnPA/s400/orchard.gif" /></a> The orchard.....or PART of it. They had lots of trees.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKznzeFQ9qyE8Tty3qWJsw2nhyphenhyphenCVr6D121MpZgVsj09CqO02y33uL6MwHSl2yGBJFApEFWomdHhP2kW0Bicofgy-9CQeGeNrA21sLX1UtHN894XWnsGDE1txz7rNTHA-mTCP1i-oA9wzY/s1600/chris-picking.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809879636501218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKznzeFQ9qyE8Tty3qWJsw2nhyphenhyphenCVr6D121MpZgVsj09CqO02y33uL6MwHSl2yGBJFApEFWomdHhP2kW0Bicofgy-9CQeGeNrA21sLX1UtHN894XWnsGDE1txz7rNTHA-mTCP1i-oA9wzY/s400/chris-picking.gif" /></a> Many of the trees had their low apples already picked, so Chris had to really reach for some of my favorite Gala apples.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoWUZcKYLmMFgT1l0EhP__zPA7rx5z9Sq_mboDJuUBFo5bG72kPTJ8gBs0RqqrYSHhfvD7Nykc7bZy48IjtcrO7FpqYFWxAXevVqzA91XCE_Dst74k8MOfsYv93GhAJMBKVndDjsCc2s/s1600/D-%2526-Kenny.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809861231662930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoWUZcKYLmMFgT1l0EhP__zPA7rx5z9Sq_mboDJuUBFo5bG72kPTJ8gBs0RqqrYSHhfvD7Nykc7bZy48IjtcrO7FpqYFWxAXevVqzA91XCE_Dst74k8MOfsYv93GhAJMBKVndDjsCc2s/s400/D-%2526-Kenny.gif" /></a> Kennedy was very buddy, buddy with her big cousin, Dawson....note the hanging on to him.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvm9z7DvyIfwulsRy5jm2UB75rPBIIQxrMdpSc2Re3r60VH1FtRPHVtNGwAbKL48UXn76ndafV23q6fzPyXqSyT_qtiUAav5t-4ZRKn0dC5iILhz5TBiwVK40a_mgWWOvOpp8CYgQKbY/s1600/full-branch.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809830686901426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvm9z7DvyIfwulsRy5jm2UB75rPBIIQxrMdpSc2Re3r60VH1FtRPHVtNGwAbKL48UXn76ndafV23q6fzPyXqSyT_qtiUAav5t-4ZRKn0dC5iILhz5TBiwVK40a_mgWWOvOpp8CYgQKbY/s400/full-branch.gif" /></a> Isn't this an awesome picture of a branch LOADED with apples? Of course, all the "shorties" hadn't gotten to them yet.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg2dSVn62QB7r2ehHh-j7-fzkUWQIiOK-sNACtsdV8sVdNB8Q7FCv3QW5pDcaRri8UP64p8IG9Zsf7uguIz_wNcC_l5x_dftgKpZM3lqpyEX4Xpxr5mLVhJhseOhmBys-tocC_aj64_9c/s1600/gimp.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809816159478178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg2dSVn62QB7r2ehHh-j7-fzkUWQIiOK-sNACtsdV8sVdNB8Q7FCv3QW5pDcaRri8UP64p8IG9Zsf7uguIz_wNcC_l5x_dftgKpZM3lqpyEX4Xpxr5mLVhJhseOhmBys-tocC_aj64_9c/s400/gimp.gif" /></a> Poor Julio....he gimped along with us. This place had no provisions for the handicapped. Not good. He's stuck on these crutches for at least another month since he had achilles tendon surgery. Won't tell you how it ripped....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_Tdq1y7mbxu-jddoATw4isuFN6fo_psOz_7KaTUc444Hkl0o_cOptaPiLH9nIYc0RYkdMKdYeylMfYNGOjU9a459FBKer68toJJEpr8VZQR9kjHWGkKk7sSIPjQmnWe5Xbtqcl2g2Yk/s1600/goofy-kennedy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809192217165506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_Tdq1y7mbxu-jddoATw4isuFN6fo_psOz_7KaTUc444Hkl0o_cOptaPiLH9nIYc0RYkdMKdYeylMfYNGOjU9a459FBKer68toJJEpr8VZQR9kjHWGkKk7sSIPjQmnWe5Xbtqcl2g2Yk/s400/goofy-kennedy.gif" /></a> While our small mob was in line for a LONG time, I had Kennedy stand in front of this tree painted on the wall. Look at that goofy look on her face. The little girl who LOVES to have her picture taken, has this look on her face like: "I have no idea why they had me stand here...."<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GlrZpmglZMNLP3azOQoquGcjQgLy4_iG0B2TRFI3_SlEPhVwjuUgyOesitM4YdjQoz7P2L7w-6ITgYb2xbAz_COAj6Z75jmLczMGGfhGarghsZwkA6w2q3ViFQrCVZu89Dj1FakMXSk/s1600/mad-big-apple.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809179309645618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GlrZpmglZMNLP3azOQoquGcjQgLy4_iG0B2TRFI3_SlEPhVwjuUgyOesitM4YdjQoz7P2L7w-6ITgYb2xbAz_COAj6Z75jmLczMGGfhGarghsZwkA6w2q3ViFQrCVZu89Dj1FakMXSk/s400/mad-big-apple.gif" /></a> I think Madison had the biggest apple of the day. At this orchard we are allowed to eat all the apples we wanted while we were picking. I had one Gala and one Fuji....then I was saving room for the cider and donuts :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5JDzxG5ofYJftT0TUmoFgBUH8fQqCLGGkkGeFluiuDq_2tf9QjctlyvtclbzGp43fxVKQPf0nvU5Ye0x3EpfFjBb3_Ytmpjd-zZgcFWqgWlA17iZELQETTOhJSYG1yTuXRs6myPSujU/s1600/rae-sleeping.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809172853630818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp5JDzxG5ofYJftT0TUmoFgBUH8fQqCLGGkkGeFluiuDq_2tf9QjctlyvtclbzGp43fxVKQPf0nvU5Ye0x3EpfFjBb3_Ytmpjd-zZgcFWqgWlA17iZELQETTOhJSYG1yTuXRs6myPSujU/s400/rae-sleeping.gif" /></a> Reagan didn't make it home awake....it was a long day for the little guys.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgWc6WZx7fytAE1X-8Bb3Ipq4qSKmH5R3TSoKHsVFltGA5SmFiZ5CIX0ttko1L5FGYbWnjizgv1uRFq0S9m2DBU9QnrPPcBmDPMyVedXGVVorTXpBK6ZaI9vhsnEMIP2YtcvK294FbPYk/s1600/Ken-sleeping.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656813699089766162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgWc6WZx7fytAE1X-8Bb3Ipq4qSKmH5R3TSoKHsVFltGA5SmFiZ5CIX0ttko1L5FGYbWnjizgv1uRFq0S9m2DBU9QnrPPcBmDPMyVedXGVVorTXpBK6ZaI9vhsnEMIP2YtcvK294FbPYk/s400/Ken-sleeping.gif" /></a> Kennedy crasked first.<br />The picture was blurred....so I just did it more :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fVDCcjsFJIR9fQJx71OQjJvCnrqdAoqxxrn6OhQZKkzUBUMnyovvitMXn72s-G6GObJsYJLEXOgh0qLg3LArHT8sDyL6ku76rRAGqQDHeqt_8OjY2WHmJy2MEWlJd6Vyf2n6hfqLQO0/s1600/halow-decor.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809161291049826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fVDCcjsFJIR9fQJx71OQjJvCnrqdAoqxxrn6OhQZKkzUBUMnyovvitMXn72s-G6GObJsYJLEXOgh0qLg3LArHT8sDyL6ku76rRAGqQDHeqt_8OjY2WHmJy2MEWlJd6Vyf2n6hfqLQO0/s400/halow-decor.gif" /></a> This past week end was a Halloween type week end with kids trick-or treating, and decorating campsites.....and a spook house<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNiLlo5b0QHZM_yRc_RL9cghUy7LTYxw4FnJ3pYeSxMTzaDRPjOc1NohPAXTqlXAIG3PMcA1i1g7BYBo0vmQzCHW8M5mvmlj7zKt-2Z3vAjIwcTcheigmgaAa0i0obXTNuuAuRPQv_LM/s1600/spook.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656809154668434130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNiLlo5b0QHZM_yRc_RL9cghUy7LTYxw4FnJ3pYeSxMTzaDRPjOc1NohPAXTqlXAIG3PMcA1i1g7BYBo0vmQzCHW8M5mvmlj7zKt-2Z3vAjIwcTcheigmgaAa0i0obXTNuuAuRPQv_LM/s400/spook.gif" /></a> Since the spook house was dark I couldn't take pictures. I gave this "spook" a flashlight to shine up on his face. It worked. But, I guarantee that he was not smiling when he jumped out at me from the woods. He's one of the guys that works here....he doesn't look scarey here, though.<br /><br /><div>We're going to be leaving Twin Mills soon. But I'll keep you up on it. Have a wonderful week until we "connect" again.....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-51676787617703579222011-09-20T16:10:00.006-04:002011-09-20T16:46:13.203-04:00SEPT 20; SUMMER IS WINDING DOWN...Today is my big brother's birthday. Jim is 70 today. That's hard to believe....but I've been there for 67 of those years. Happy Birthday, Jim.<br />The other day, Chris and I decided to take a boat ride on the lake. It was beautiful, not hot, sunny. Just perfect for a ride. Got about 100 yards away from the dock, and a tone from the motor sounded that it wasn't getting any oil. Not a good sign. So, we used the trolling motor to come back to the dock. Chris made an apointment to take the boat in for repair....so, it had to come out. Here he's putting the boat trailer into the water.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKdb8F795viKk-xz5Ox9sJn_A_FWMPiCNjbuLdvnCuWaYdh7OM2BGEZsiUOCBsQl2ryhKkhMHUDjAo47RbbskF-Ufe9IX2kEeClYHvdkoCVfRcf9Gi-Uiy9uMZUvFq9v_HnsjYzztHQg/s1600/trail-in-water.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654540379708259906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKdb8F795viKk-xz5Ox9sJn_A_FWMPiCNjbuLdvnCuWaYdh7OM2BGEZsiUOCBsQl2ryhKkhMHUDjAo47RbbskF-Ufe9IX2kEeClYHvdkoCVfRcf9Gi-Uiy9uMZUvFq9v_HnsjYzztHQg/s400/trail-in-water.gif" /></a> Strange direction for a boat trailer, but he has a hitch on the front of the truck too. (We also have a snow plow that uses the same hitch)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJrWq7scvAVyQPKd0qMS_sA_7WwqQayAb8rGZWps14vyVYqDcQWTrEJasbXMNnJIr2Qyb1Mupa0mjvuMnCpGTuXZZ7EVjqYl3-T2mwRTxJH3wbNxzwkQm9H0cX5dTMLy2mKyKttDOaJE/s1600/boat-on-trail.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654540366631159970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJrWq7scvAVyQPKd0qMS_sA_7WwqQayAb8rGZWps14vyVYqDcQWTrEJasbXMNnJIr2Qyb1Mupa0mjvuMnCpGTuXZZ7EVjqYl3-T2mwRTxJH3wbNxzwkQm9H0cX5dTMLy2mKyKttDOaJE/s400/boat-on-trail.gif" /></a> It was cold that day, but we managed to get a rope on the boat and I pulled it toward the trailer.</div><br /><div>Here Chris is attaching it to a rope to winch it onto the trailer.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgC2l7qAZo0TwcaG9uwnJasryzn2MGo4BoaoEdtSuM-zcSZVDN7OWyrQJphLon5jMGKNYm6BGKIhhCUArZMlXjE3LL_ef2k6-TJ8a3FRMmyKHDzT9TvwY5KZatHiRfujVUoDHeRp1Uvg/s1600/sunrise.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654539573282116402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgC2l7qAZo0TwcaG9uwnJasryzn2MGo4BoaoEdtSuM-zcSZVDN7OWyrQJphLon5jMGKNYm6BGKIhhCUArZMlXjE3LL_ef2k6-TJ8a3FRMmyKHDzT9TvwY5KZatHiRfujVUoDHeRp1Uvg/s400/sunrise.gif" /></a> On Sunday morning, on the way to church, we watched the beautiful sun rise....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3sY3oaihJKXosS99O2afURgt_sx5Y8gwZic9c8WNVjoFojlovfmyEDp37qq2UIgraBwQW2ANVh0fRInuI3K7UrTIj9l6ZGGCgjMzrJ6sO-kx_NvivTcwPwqtwMN-YpnGkMbhDqDcwU4/s1600/chest-waders.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538868603567058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3sY3oaihJKXosS99O2afURgt_sx5Y8gwZic9c8WNVjoFojlovfmyEDp37qq2UIgraBwQW2ANVh0fRInuI3K7UrTIj9l6ZGGCgjMzrJ6sO-kx_NvivTcwPwqtwMN-YpnGkMbhDqDcwU4/s400/chest-waders.gif" /></a> With only another week here at the campground, Chris decided to leave the boat out of the water and get it winterized. He borrowed some chest waders so that he could go out to the dock and take off the nylon lines that he had on the dock to tie up the boat. Even with the leaks, it was much better to go into the water.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyScTp2i25FqslvqDPxpedrl83r64d99sJs0fA4j0Z-_X0ibGGW1tArkHVRsajF39y4uzu1VucdNm4W-YW9jcTPNBswwOJhIc0QVTikjj6-UYy-DYDY1MesIYKzaRCX-nnxo-M30z7Ck/s1600/waders-in-water.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538566039591890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyScTp2i25FqslvqDPxpedrl83r64d99sJs0fA4j0Z-_X0ibGGW1tArkHVRsajF39y4uzu1VucdNm4W-YW9jcTPNBswwOJhIc0QVTikjj6-UYy-DYDY1MesIYKzaRCX-nnxo-M30z7Ck/s400/waders-in-water.gif" /></a> Thar he goes....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbu472Xnhs4EJH-ExNv-wD75pA7GUwZPlB8ksXq6WmjvGHg2li0j6MOQeE45u2Pkhlol7OYRBruzkEB0iCHmH4tnuqZIxQpKRAnvTGBNJYGWxVVrtrY-hAKFWKm9J8CTZCx3lLjv8ya7c/s1600/chris-in-h2o.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538552471017810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbu472Xnhs4EJH-ExNv-wD75pA7GUwZPlB8ksXq6WmjvGHg2li0j6MOQeE45u2Pkhlol7OYRBruzkEB0iCHmH4tnuqZIxQpKRAnvTGBNJYGWxVVrtrY-hAKFWKm9J8CTZCx3lLjv8ya7c/s400/chris-in-h2o.gif" /></a> Job done. He's so nice to smile for me when I ask. He knows the picture is going to be posted on my blog, so he might as well comply with my wish.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgOa9FZndY3wQtbzTewFS-YnyLRkJeIEi1Jr5u5ZizjcaUSUDBoxiAq8HL_mTf0_APiwwFrYmTlMhMrmq_-CcDpIlaVif8WaHdytEuSTF84zwdY712ZUniqetwaN5YvJf2OszDoYwvGM/s1600/gorgeous-lake.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538541703865090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgOa9FZndY3wQtbzTewFS-YnyLRkJeIEi1Jr5u5ZizjcaUSUDBoxiAq8HL_mTf0_APiwwFrYmTlMhMrmq_-CcDpIlaVif8WaHdytEuSTF84zwdY712ZUniqetwaN5YvJf2OszDoYwvGM/s400/gorgeous-lake.gif" /></a> The lake was just beautiful today. Would be perfect for a boat ride....Oh well.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJmX8LYj66q-wvZmlrEMF0l9672UkTrYcgBATcKSqcMjoG8VrOgRD31nNpSu984yQypDh4TYlJADhmYMN8W5O3rkwA9R7FlmOeI_O8P615xn5O8MBgcFIwtaqrRSAgSjfg25S8vvdg14/s1600/old-man-in-sea.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538533587632930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJmX8LYj66q-wvZmlrEMF0l9672UkTrYcgBATcKSqcMjoG8VrOgRD31nNpSu984yQypDh4TYlJADhmYMN8W5O3rkwA9R7FlmOeI_O8P615xn5O8MBgcFIwtaqrRSAgSjfg25S8vvdg14/s400/old-man-in-sea.gif" /></a> Just had to take this picture. It reminded me of the "Old Man in the Sea"....walking out of the lake. He's actually looking for his Boy Scout knife that he lost when he took the boat out of the water. He is not a happy camper without his knife. He feels "undressed".<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN23IDJRAbu4ROFzY-0QH5OrD3e_bQqjbX6kk_z_uxJusQ5srfnzh5kzeKl9bVGdXUgHEMv6a3iZfzdRYmWMyUFLlX0OVg0ScE1IixY_vL6Wvj6XtPlxyq0B7xPV_pF55qw-PSDGS35kY/s1600/tommy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654538526766444274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN23IDJRAbu4ROFzY-0QH5OrD3e_bQqjbX6kk_z_uxJusQ5srfnzh5kzeKl9bVGdXUgHEMv6a3iZfzdRYmWMyUFLlX0OVg0ScE1IixY_vL6Wvj6XtPlxyq0B7xPV_pF55qw-PSDGS35kY/s400/tommy.gif" /></a> Tommy loved the warm sun today, too. When Chris got all the ropes off the dock, he and his friend, Dick, decided to go golf 9 holes. Perfect day.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUH8elQmU6A2r6YW0-FOJfMjxghMHVznKbvlwDBblxbmO8q2WtwNTpbIePmokgYyxKbCvGAz0heGs_0nEf8Fs_4twxcxJiLzp8Dwq4CMv-2lWhlifabiF8igB6NdyxPnvMgSG27RV1ULM/s1600/geese.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654537886639011378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUH8elQmU6A2r6YW0-FOJfMjxghMHVznKbvlwDBblxbmO8q2WtwNTpbIePmokgYyxKbCvGAz0heGs_0nEf8Fs_4twxcxJiLzp8Dwq4CMv-2lWhlifabiF8igB6NdyxPnvMgSG27RV1ULM/s400/geese.gif" /></a>The Canadian Geese were enjoying the day, too, until the owner of that house started lobbing fire crackers at them to get them off of his lawn. Oh, well....everybody has to be somewhere... :(<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgms-qTJqshPJpSyULX8rAx-gm4peWMuYB6BXFsDAz_gpl3W4AFTG1JRTbEUNZq6PbDxZHcTA7mrGsDwPhvAXSGuxkbhIapm1a0J4urf_GVAldj98rybG4HVKjoK_VsddGFQktjP_HCAwc/s1600/flow-restrictor.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654537877636419826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgms-qTJqshPJpSyULX8rAx-gm4peWMuYB6BXFsDAz_gpl3W4AFTG1JRTbEUNZq6PbDxZHcTA7mrGsDwPhvAXSGuxkbhIapm1a0J4urf_GVAldj98rybG4HVKjoK_VsddGFQktjP_HCAwc/s400/flow-restrictor.gif" /></a> When our friends stopped to visit us last week, they forgot an attachment on the water faucet at the camp site; I retrieved it for them. When I showed it to Chris, and told him that it was a water "flow restrictor", he said "So, that's what that is!" The man who sold us our camper left EVERYTHING in it...and Chris had no idea what this was. Apparently our friends had their plumbing blown out of their motor home from the water pressure at a campground, so now they use one always. So, now we have one of those things.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbIcbU6ElZyVEPz82L5o11N8l-F9zwopIDkeFEJQZFCwEJoHRhi-CxQWBpFR9aly9uU7XAGiFuOfmeVSRr1lazjtydKGpuzJcBPzMlCmmRz5S2vAXRjpdAIFJgG46SksPo0hTZMJk8MNw/s1600/shipshe-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654537863955858274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbIcbU6ElZyVEPz82L5o11N8l-F9zwopIDkeFEJQZFCwEJoHRhi-CxQWBpFR9aly9uU7XAGiFuOfmeVSRr1lazjtydKGpuzJcBPzMlCmmRz5S2vAXRjpdAIFJgG46SksPo0hTZMJk8MNw/s400/shipshe-1.gif" /></a> Last weekend, when the guys were golfing, a friend and I went to Shipshewana for lunch. We stopped at this beautiful little bakery and enjoyed salads.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI70ZB12Vh_erk0gtNe0X6SiBtM0SifzM7jStQMs2tPDqIWJFjgivDnSGpW2-6HeS_c00tpL_ZoNljopfW33qOsnXaptZTvFIe0QUELBSE15GIXSLfndnbP-hkSjcxvafj3lcXyrqctAM/s1600/shipshe-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654537850704660418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI70ZB12Vh_erk0gtNe0X6SiBtM0SifzM7jStQMs2tPDqIWJFjgivDnSGpW2-6HeS_c00tpL_ZoNljopfW33qOsnXaptZTvFIe0QUELBSE15GIXSLfndnbP-hkSjcxvafj3lcXyrqctAM/s400/shipshe-2.gif" /></a> Beautiful inside, too.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ckXtCxa7Rc_oG-i7-7YeMo7LevEiunbflXsYKQWXBtFIcwIgRg15AlvTsyKxrFBb7FT-B68JIAwVZD-KdJOZ0qo0LQBOw3r9-gQ2x2mAQNuIWyhZqZ5braWJ1mKDregWQ4Du7Bqeuz8/s1600/shipshe-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654537837557657442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ckXtCxa7Rc_oG-i7-7YeMo7LevEiunbflXsYKQWXBtFIcwIgRg15AlvTsyKxrFBb7FT-B68JIAwVZD-KdJOZ0qo0LQBOw3r9-gQ2x2mAQNuIWyhZqZ5braWJ1mKDregWQ4Du7Bqeuz8/s400/shipshe-3.gif" /></a> How about this for some decoration inside. It was just a fun afternoon. Then we did a little browsing in some of the shops. </div><br /><div>Enough for now. Enjoy this beautiful weather....until we "connect" again....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-4801270927552141392011-09-16T10:04:00.012-04:002011-09-16T14:28:41.059-04:00SEPTEMBER 16: BEEN BUSY AS BEAVERS....What a week. It's been so busy that I totally have not had the time to blog. But, never fear....the camera was near.<br />As September 11 drew near, I was worried about the weather. But as it turned out, the day was awesome. Our girls, their hubbies and our grandkids came for a cookout at Twin Mills Camping Resort. There is a shelter by the beach and lake. It made a great setting for our fun. Being the week after Labor Day, there were few, if any, other people around.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipGjM47u6czK7iQDlHZl7SUA0hnXcdqHqkFMHqnRlykPHlKr09avnC73loyruCcXznZ-4fI-p_Z0BVNG5_uEIzEMwHBY-NWGUYHOQCo6MqUjdVDKDruVTj9ZSTo59B7V8_32F_QUXMOM8/s1600/sisters.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652964867189117762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipGjM47u6czK7iQDlHZl7SUA0hnXcdqHqkFMHqnRlykPHlKr09avnC73loyruCcXznZ-4fI-p_Z0BVNG5_uEIzEMwHBY-NWGUYHOQCo6MqUjdVDKDruVTj9ZSTo59B7V8_32F_QUXMOM8/s400/sisters.gif" /></a> Andrea, Michelle, Charolette & Yvonne.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjzHkfy4NOPYxStZstBldMKogKHPejdP2s0XWqljlbFeDSiO9RlveCnP6hiqSuUhyuoBaKA4YxYzyZ1N9kgaNYaqTPFApHju0n_S5JY1lsuqaHBS7GlRR27G2woOzBgt5fcSTl4AeP5w/s1600/sisters-w-gracie.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652964863211059618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjzHkfy4NOPYxStZstBldMKogKHPejdP2s0XWqljlbFeDSiO9RlveCnP6hiqSuUhyuoBaKA4YxYzyZ1N9kgaNYaqTPFApHju0n_S5JY1lsuqaHBS7GlRR27G2woOzBgt5fcSTl4AeP5w/s400/sisters-w-gracie.gif" /></a> Then Gracie had to get into the picture.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOA07haehrL1K1yxWQTydQDkpMqL_qldIgZw1Srn1wLME7BoVU7VzWToUw7_Ng5gyOxmpLjPRxRFjjFaL0SXW19fFaXT16FhJ2UWsYSb9twVmFPQltdBK4l7wbAWYR3g6RplYNrzn69T4/s1600/the-griller.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652962583342229874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOA07haehrL1K1yxWQTydQDkpMqL_qldIgZw1Srn1wLME7BoVU7VzWToUw7_Ng5gyOxmpLjPRxRFjjFaL0SXW19fFaXT16FhJ2UWsYSb9twVmFPQltdBK4l7wbAWYR3g6RplYNrzn69T4/s400/the-griller.gif" /></a> Chris, the chef, put on the brats, dogs & burgers.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Hoh2a458v8vvXZ5jVg9OiiWkJi1lIjaArZF3dFLH0ZBp2jl6-4tKCDiAWPta1CwgpZdigzWVbCdtrHZFPeFfnD89ROUo12eAYIqGx2RtbYpmepF0h6cN58P9kd8ntRC9dzwbIJnIKRQ/s1600/dawson.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652962565284123458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Hoh2a458v8vvXZ5jVg9OiiWkJi1lIjaArZF3dFLH0ZBp2jl6-4tKCDiAWPta1CwgpZdigzWVbCdtrHZFPeFfnD89ROUo12eAYIqGx2RtbYpmepF0h6cN58P9kd8ntRC9dzwbIJnIKRQ/s400/dawson.gif" /></a> The one of the eldest grandkids at the cook-out, Dawson, with his big smile.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33XEbqtz6t6IhIjWBI_8lB4aQxRQyj1hkqVGtO62kc-KLkIE3gR6EahqPsCWojTCWX75YFEkt15cwnskiqx7b5ErMxOim7c13PZJVBBOgvoaN8Y9ezZWBe7FjOe_PpkEVDLHZJh5vxeM/s1600/lots-of-food.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652962555822375906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33XEbqtz6t6IhIjWBI_8lB4aQxRQyj1hkqVGtO62kc-KLkIE3gR6EahqPsCWojTCWX75YFEkt15cwnskiqx7b5ErMxOim7c13PZJVBBOgvoaN8Y9ezZWBe7FjOe_PpkEVDLHZJh5vxeM/s400/lots-of-food.gif" /></a> Loads of good food....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SeiYVCKZmUHyvOuz7DR9v_uBPGxAucGFKHkvsOdqx9pY29jbeCkNr-r7UIxAzADWFlzTV4j9QmU4Hvcdy_EYdXjrejWPk8LoVxGQSzIOzzkmUrG4grdvGjFuQSZUet060fTJ0Csl47I/s1600/making-faces.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652962545594509138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SeiYVCKZmUHyvOuz7DR9v_uBPGxAucGFKHkvsOdqx9pY29jbeCkNr-r7UIxAzADWFlzTV4j9QmU4Hvcdy_EYdXjrejWPk8LoVxGQSzIOzzkmUrG4grdvGjFuQSZUet060fTJ0Csl47I/s400/making-faces.gif" /></a> The kids made "sand faces" in the sand: i.e. making faces in depressions in the sand, with googly eyes, yarn, pipe cleaneers, etc. Then plaster of paris was poured in the depression. They turned out very cute. Kids (and parents) had lots of fun.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg63n67TW5YJjXFduCuql1nw4d7NqU2mrr3bnNo3Uv1cInKMQUAKtGOPhgQlApBIWNjP_uxfnYyTVROLLTP6c6lcWIxZGVoTJUhak75JIIdqj2xFrZaQefeXqBWdjiABuvOVaI0OhdM1W8/s1600/kids-in-lake.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652961503802055586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg63n67TW5YJjXFduCuql1nw4d7NqU2mrr3bnNo3Uv1cInKMQUAKtGOPhgQlApBIWNjP_uxfnYyTVROLLTP6c6lcWIxZGVoTJUhak75JIIdqj2xFrZaQefeXqBWdjiABuvOVaI0OhdM1W8/s400/kids-in-lake.gif" /></a> It was a bit chilly, but that didn't stop the kids joining in some horse-play in the lake.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDc-iyiK0_Q8h-QPJNtnWQROhPN9cH5BHNg5yxohI8ZzASqLB1Bg8Dd8lBIO5j3T-KnCoUIpKhxlOKjSnjowgiYm8wtwbhAoQ2rpjwwolYpZ6BMgDShePABmdg4lrnNhax88Bira4JZ8/s1600/Linc.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652961493406130514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHDc-iyiK0_Q8h-QPJNtnWQROhPN9cH5BHNg5yxohI8ZzASqLB1Bg8Dd8lBIO5j3T-KnCoUIpKhxlOKjSnjowgiYm8wtwbhAoQ2rpjwwolYpZ6BMgDShePABmdg4lrnNhax88Bira4JZ8/s400/Linc.gif" /></a> Lincoln flashed his winning smile for grandma. Love it.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxVxsU5Q7osXDbI_sxrQgF86MtU5rWlKOytNfmbtavchvXiYPgPoNLjH9KUZhfCgAbMpbraKiu0m1O3kPpD8xASq8gzHTYpGSg3_QJRh6r-Lon3KTm20OmMXLRPHn94AQraiYC78kPi4/s1600/Kennedy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652961475685781970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxVxsU5Q7osXDbI_sxrQgF86MtU5rWlKOytNfmbtavchvXiYPgPoNLjH9KUZhfCgAbMpbraKiu0m1O3kPpD8xASq8gzHTYpGSg3_QJRh6r-Lon3KTm20OmMXLRPHn94AQraiYC78kPi4/s400/Kennedy.gif" /></a> The budding little mermaid, Kennedy.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Mjcty-XVX3g23AQvdhIbuetZCCHg4QRHQQWAAtcDxwSeFl7HeWfXXkrp6snTEEAulLpGH5sdq_se-5wiYKMui6L9a4vMYckZvOlqUY8YKdJfvoODYO9EZOzKmjd3-JBOwXBASvChQvs/s1600/Josh.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652961462936107554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Mjcty-XVX3g23AQvdhIbuetZCCHg4QRHQQWAAtcDxwSeFl7HeWfXXkrp6snTEEAulLpGH5sdq_se-5wiYKMui6L9a4vMYckZvOlqUY8YKdJfvoODYO9EZOzKmjd3-JBOwXBASvChQvs/s400/Josh.gif" /></a> Josh is still recuperating from foot surgery, so sitting was a good activity for him at times. He wishes he could get into his favorite sport of cross country this fall....but unfortunately, he can't.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiG5qgD6lWaA7g-stMLMjYx2hlmZ2S_E7DM4Oe8fKlG_GRlRJ_uJ3xtXyEihsxayDkOACs6RTpMGcQvKngPJqiCnznMzjprLejPbPEBaVd7Qoku5cxseuB_Ao1Jcn_9Lq6Uns7WIDLqc/s1600/gracie.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652960497469780242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiG5qgD6lWaA7g-stMLMjYx2hlmZ2S_E7DM4Oe8fKlG_GRlRJ_uJ3xtXyEihsxayDkOACs6RTpMGcQvKngPJqiCnznMzjprLejPbPEBaVd7Qoku5cxseuB_Ao1Jcn_9Lq6Uns7WIDLqc/s400/gracie.gif" /></a> Where does a big dog lie? Anywhere she wants to....and she s did. Poor Julio is still recuperating from tearing his achilles tendon. Sitting is getting tiresome for him, as he is usually up and doing things.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5JGggd_jocDXIijA7RTzf9oYYOGubIdhVUifRvgAyOcrG9s08Qt1zEnlbRwaTPqm3mfuGXh-rizTLLlxa1OXEF5qh5OEkfGOt_1AiGPXlIqOMURQM_UMVgGSE_138Hh7anS4UQ8QIQGQ/s1600/g-kids.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652960488739233522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5JGggd_jocDXIijA7RTzf9oYYOGubIdhVUifRvgAyOcrG9s08Qt1zEnlbRwaTPqm3mfuGXh-rizTLLlxa1OXEF5qh5OEkfGOt_1AiGPXlIqOMURQM_UMVgGSE_138Hh7anS4UQ8QIQGQ/s400/g-kids.gif" /></a> Nine grandkids who came to have fun. Oh, there's Charlie in front of Brittany. Little Charolette just loved Lincoln's little blue bathrobe/beach robe. Once Lincoln lost it, I don't think that he got it back until he left. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNs-3raTv0m6msT1ISLYOsNnHWcB0Y5QeyYVamM9whvwynLkIoVep_mTZcLjuA5FAXvTNEqnht4YcFgjs77bPHw_9SzlbhEbX_Krnj6Y3GY3SVD9oX7gC1JwxbViGMH-Im5UYYTU9kUiM/s1600/Brit.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652960486816614594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNs-3raTv0m6msT1ISLYOsNnHWcB0Y5QeyYVamM9whvwynLkIoVep_mTZcLjuA5FAXvTNEqnht4YcFgjs77bPHw_9SzlbhEbX_Krnj6Y3GY3SVD9oX7gC1JwxbViGMH-Im5UYYTU9kUiM/s400/Brit.gif" /></a> Brittany giving her "award winning" smile. I love it.</div><br /><br /><div>We all had such a wonderful time. Loved every minute. A lot of tired puppies left here that night.<br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKszuYT6Ui0KjfjalgUtRtx8X_B9vskUjSbUZ942s8j9UevyoVck2BMASjgM4nZMxLI80PIkZhlP_4BRznN8bmDdFR4f0fQQpXY8q8gC9UhuQ0z1NUcvDc08BLWFSvDlnWrcPqEglEUY/s1600/chris-n-mike.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652960473505851970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKszuYT6Ui0KjfjalgUtRtx8X_B9vskUjSbUZ942s8j9UevyoVck2BMASjgM4nZMxLI80PIkZhlP_4BRznN8bmDdFR4f0fQQpXY8q8gC9UhuQ0z1NUcvDc08BLWFSvDlnWrcPqEglEUY/s400/chris-n-mike.gif" /></a> Chris's brother Mike, and his wife, Andrea came from Washington State to visit. Here we stopped to visit on the way back from the New York wedding....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicDA44oZnb80fIJorsHp4JgbYT0N-Mq3VU0uZEUAnd03cUSAWz8YWBnfNjM6NHjq8zV10eOeLM3Mluko19gd4YtXW0RrKl5UWSzF0UQVJYVOq56Kq3E6VUt_1tVZWUb8BFy1i4Cyu-qU/s1600/chris%2527-siblings.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652960468631298962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicDA44oZnb80fIJorsHp4JgbYT0N-Mq3VU0uZEUAnd03cUSAWz8YWBnfNjM6NHjq8zV10eOeLM3Mluko19gd4YtXW0RrKl5UWSzF0UQVJYVOq56Kq3E6VUt_1tVZWUb8BFy1i4Cyu-qU/s400/chris%2527-siblings.gif" /></a> Then, this past Monday, Chris, Mike and all their siblings got together in Toledo for a fish fry and gab fest. Lots of fun. Oh, forgot to put the picture up of the eagle that we saw. Not a great picture because of the distance. Nobody believed Teresa and me until I put it on the computer and blew it up. Sure enough....an eagle....in Toledo!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdAU-gxWMzRyUQ_Zabo02XYj7naOm7RAtnP0a2ZyvEwab3MH3xbDso9FCk-ifA534zXu61XSRNfEmA72MGSw_rpHtBWQ0YY_M8NVUw9q8Q6dxnrrO4QE2sA8oUGPuY_InndNNLIR-SFg/s1600/cookin-fish.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652959897900464722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdAU-gxWMzRyUQ_Zabo02XYj7naOm7RAtnP0a2ZyvEwab3MH3xbDso9FCk-ifA534zXu61XSRNfEmA72MGSw_rpHtBWQ0YY_M8NVUw9q8Q6dxnrrO4QE2sA8oUGPuY_InndNNLIR-SFg/s400/cookin-fish.gif" /></a> The "happy cooker".....He fried fish for 3.5 hours!!!! The nice thing was that his brothers & sisters kept "testing" the fish.... Finally we had to put out the salad, potato salad, dutch apple pie, brownies, and home made bread (yummy)! The chef's apron is compliments of Yvonne's talents.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF30apkwCfeSoJYe2gCtD66xn2bBfNuf79QsojGSKe1S8AxN9y6V6Q88HMFbHVqTlvMOOyRQ7-8CUpZhMbI5EkzMK-91w37G1NQ415tuF_Phnr0X_SbjRMYF2e9hPkW039wBMzgu6hw_Q/s1600/don-n-shirley.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652959888748673922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF30apkwCfeSoJYe2gCtD66xn2bBfNuf79QsojGSKe1S8AxN9y6V6Q88HMFbHVqTlvMOOyRQ7-8CUpZhMbI5EkzMK-91w37G1NQ415tuF_Phnr0X_SbjRMYF2e9hPkW039wBMzgu6hw_Q/s400/don-n-shirley.gif" /></a> Uncle Don & Aunt Shirley came. The lived across from Chris as he was growing up....and still live in the same house. He is 88 years old and is the only surviving one of his family. He is the brother of Chris' father and it's uncanny how much he looks like him.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC8R1y0kly3GJ13-2idO0rjxU03nsONJ4CJhTxtvd0hnRBYYO_pV5AWWhu30LakxmaYLRbm57fJ6zkDF7MrZ8qk5TEQMUC6HVHPW2WaI6CwJ-2VdV48p01F-Lb8W8cYl_N_NGkY7e8KiY/s1600/Nada.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652959880558150962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC8R1y0kly3GJ13-2idO0rjxU03nsONJ4CJhTxtvd0hnRBYYO_pV5AWWhu30LakxmaYLRbm57fJ6zkDF7MrZ8qk5TEQMUC6HVHPW2WaI6CwJ-2VdV48p01F-Lb8W8cYl_N_NGkY7e8KiY/s400/Nada.gif" /></a> Aunt Nada came, too. She is the widow of another of the Chris' uncles.<br />It was a wonderful visit. Ate too much, as usual. The weather was perfect and the sun was warm. Mike and Andrea left for Washington the next day.<br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiVcjR1cPG9VKQzmElG9hwfPfVNF7CCHyQD99xFahoY20G-JavlY1CG-x4gpF3FZgZmMzZU-I4yivQaWZ2tL7ZXNvLLmYJAiUJSNE7ViiwTEwjF4TzGofzSprMt3qGqzlthVN7uJtdk08/s1600/jim-%2526-maryanne.gif"></a>When we got home on Monday....our friends whom we met in Alaska were camped already.<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMFfgZEU0WHQiF0gSpgdJqZOJ56PJP3nhwB2fwBkhrLJebcdlkxH7PUGmZaDpeTFbuJ2Y1ie4LBsTvZDRYLYd92o4ZisU4uS_RUUuViXxtq17MOb5iTznAmYGR587ijUI8eunV9c1yWM/s1600/wedlake%2527s-rv.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMFfgZEU0WHQiF0gSpgdJqZOJ56PJP3nhwB2fwBkhrLJebcdlkxH7PUGmZaDpeTFbuJ2Y1ie4LBsTvZDRYLYd92o4ZisU4uS_RUUuViXxtq17MOb5iTznAmYGR587ijUI8eunV9c1yWM/s320/wedlake%2527s-rv.gif" width="320" height="240" rba="true" /></a></div>This is their home on wheels; they are "full-timers". We met Jim & Marianne in Haines, Alaska. They were camped next to us for 1 & 1/2 weeks. We spent some fun evenings playing games and talking. They are from the Detroit area, but winter in Black Rock, AZ.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiVcjR1cPG9VKQzmElG9hwfPfVNF7CCHyQD99xFahoY20G-JavlY1CG-x4gpF3FZgZmMzZU-I4yivQaWZ2tL7ZXNvLLmYJAiUJSNE7ViiwTEwjF4TzGofzSprMt3qGqzlthVN7uJtdk08/s1600/jim-%2526-maryanne.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652959868207427266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiVcjR1cPG9VKQzmElG9hwfPfVNF7CCHyQD99xFahoY20G-JavlY1CG-x4gpF3FZgZmMzZU-I4yivQaWZ2tL7ZXNvLLmYJAiUJSNE7ViiwTEwjF4TzGofzSprMt3qGqzlthVN7uJtdk08/s400/jim-%2526-maryanne.gif" /></a> We spent Tuesday evening playing Crazy Rummy. Jim is not a big cards person, but he managed to beat us. Lots of fun.<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWAW28SL3i5AYOhORAORR-jxEwUC9bCgSmT3snxtaaVx5gVbdHH8gFhwzGqtMCBBGYpRIsu3ryguEeeZJcZw7_KrCIUwns85CgQZloApcaeItngiZtkM0nLh7-KMNpxVtrO25uK68CUQ/s1600/us-n-wedlakes.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWAW28SL3i5AYOhORAORR-jxEwUC9bCgSmT3snxtaaVx5gVbdHH8gFhwzGqtMCBBGYpRIsu3ryguEeeZJcZw7_KrCIUwns85CgQZloApcaeItngiZtkM0nLh7-KMNpxVtrO25uK68CUQ/s320/us-n-wedlakes.gif" width="320" height="174" rba="true" /></a></div>I raced back from setting the timed photo on the camera and about fell into the seat.<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDAq6PCN1VVVUW3A-hX4MKAfNYZr5ulMf6l_WfPm_AwFr50AD2IOwA8YlKY1daHsofhHDcyyJDw2BJCV6EZPe_shUOWaE0NyjGSk-om0qMMldnY7JQXsig5psseQeexYPbOt79HVREUM/s1600/tommy.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDAq6PCN1VVVUW3A-hX4MKAfNYZr5ulMf6l_WfPm_AwFr50AD2IOwA8YlKY1daHsofhHDcyyJDw2BJCV6EZPe_shUOWaE0NyjGSk-om0qMMldnY7JQXsig5psseQeexYPbOt79HVREUM/s320/tommy.gif" width="320" height="240" rba="true" /></a></div>Of course Tommy had to steal Toby's bed. I think that she was telling us that she was tired.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNx12aDTuURVTTSaY1Nnq2awRxUjZMb-npFEQWEvMgYrI659IGOeDjqy2n3bMTvguzFutukNdCgSfS2xZNj_NO7qf7PaA539O2fsJeRj3mOEkTHr8ZiDJyl1Zj9kniQGdoBK2Ea5KbwyQ/s1600/elk.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652962572963553170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNx12aDTuURVTTSaY1Nnq2awRxUjZMb-npFEQWEvMgYrI659IGOeDjqy2n3bMTvguzFutukNdCgSfS2xZNj_NO7qf7PaA539O2fsJeRj3mOEkTHr8ZiDJyl1Zj9kniQGdoBK2Ea5KbwyQ/s400/elk.gif" /></a> Thursday, after breakfast we all headed for the RV museum near Elkhart, IN. Elkheart had some promotion of painting elks. One can see these popping up all over Elkhart. Very pretty and imaginative. I remember when there were Mastadons in Ft. Wayne and Bisons in West Yellowstone.<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNhoB5WHnjRaD5alAdweXyAmV8xrLxek9F4EAL9ncZf7VPFTShUKDSNUc-ADcQKg1aqUYqIFe2_4cr-1ZpoRqVktW3h06e8GxgZNT-dmpDKAHL-olSjEv8sakByDjXsixa22jmWMdGGoo/s1600/old-camper-5.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNhoB5WHnjRaD5alAdweXyAmV8xrLxek9F4EAL9ncZf7VPFTShUKDSNUc-ADcQKg1aqUYqIFe2_4cr-1ZpoRqVktW3h06e8GxgZNT-dmpDKAHL-olSjEv8sakByDjXsixa22jmWMdGGoo/s320/old-camper-5.gif" width="320" height="224" rba="true" /></a></div>Just a bit of the wonderful display in the museum....that's Marianne<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ5lDXfLIMYpr34dWk1PYO8zxrlyp1zPnKJcJMf06eDkiaE69sVN0j_TjTZ33PaajTSxoOMHCwg9Xg_HeTzQ14nFN7haZw8WDsK0EwHlLxKZwW2V2fLGfIcr0adAspo3-R8zgT9YljoMY/s1600/old-camper-4.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ5lDXfLIMYpr34dWk1PYO8zxrlyp1zPnKJcJMf06eDkiaE69sVN0j_TjTZ33PaajTSxoOMHCwg9Xg_HeTzQ14nFN7haZw8WDsK0EwHlLxKZwW2V2fLGfIcr0adAspo3-R8zgT9YljoMY/s320/old-camper-4.gif" width="320" height="240" rba="true" /></a></div>the inside of it.<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGYnCu2DYWfX-vndV3fdAp-BPPMBgPjji_f9jmaXWasmZnWQrVWuIOntfwYflhpMsa5TK_az3TYzOmtwV0xxAesRfWj0rM6pFW3E7zFC9FGGLLFR7lv0QUPiP7wmlxeYKtRoAamMpIFY/s1600/old-camper-3.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGYnCu2DYWfX-vndV3fdAp-BPPMBgPjji_f9jmaXWasmZnWQrVWuIOntfwYflhpMsa5TK_az3TYzOmtwV0xxAesRfWj0rM6pFW3E7zFC9FGGLLFR7lv0QUPiP7wmlxeYKtRoAamMpIFY/s320/old-camper-3.gif" width="320" height="240" rba="true" /></a></div>The driver's seat! Imagine if you had to put on the breaks in a hurry.... :)<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBXIawCg56pUOB8QEfv-6od00L2HON7sflYwtAPH_DHXIy1KBMNyt5BwLSJ4DNeoAHNecYyz78t1gImMWvLnog-Xfx5ue1hzXLmr5buCnNpIRNDpD_KgWz2j2NB2Y5zBrvcSXEaz9Gi0/s1600/old-camper-2.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBXIawCg56pUOB8QEfv-6od00L2HON7sflYwtAPH_DHXIy1KBMNyt5BwLSJ4DNeoAHNecYyz78t1gImMWvLnog-Xfx5ue1hzXLmr5buCnNpIRNDpD_KgWz2j2NB2Y5zBrvcSXEaz9Gi0/s320/old-camper-2.gif" width="320" height="277" rba="true" /></a></div>Lots of things to looks at.<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="left"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWE4A-nCURPSVTrmbB9qkAFnGoD8rnCQLzqLlC-_bJbkUesla0M5TnvzNNXXjN6-pFUjV3HUjGErjpMIytlwGTtkesX8qv3PeHajNZs91xMKdSvS1Dub21xgb3XijlDhb_5lbhIM5qegA/s1600/old-camper.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWE4A-nCURPSVTrmbB9qkAFnGoD8rnCQLzqLlC-_bJbkUesla0M5TnvzNNXXjN6-pFUjV3HUjGErjpMIytlwGTtkesX8qv3PeHajNZs91xMKdSvS1Dub21xgb3XijlDhb_5lbhIM5qegA/s320/old-camper.gif" width="320" height="219" rba="true" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-zuelQZsEq4vdc9smMVh-5aR9201t3UWkWFST4Hn71-_QmJP6-l1mUFZsVi2MiadwfOWZDH-Qt6iYP0Oaf9aKVt3gbZLPpTfwSfP9_HCBadjJgYH-uyuwP9Tyai-2sogGLrjc4-VhOcM/s1600/RV-museum.gif" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-zuelQZsEq4vdc9smMVh-5aR9201t3UWkWFST4Hn71-_QmJP6-l1mUFZsVi2MiadwfOWZDH-Qt6iYP0Oaf9aKVt3gbZLPpTfwSfP9_HCBadjJgYH-uyuwP9Tyai-2sogGLrjc4-VhOcM/s320/RV-museum.gif" width="320" height="198" rba="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">The museum.....</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Have had a very busy week and lots of fun....</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Family is so important and brings so much of the memorable times in our lives. </div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Enjoy this wonderful weather and "until we connect again".....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-74110849238307065712011-09-04T15:12:00.012-04:002011-09-05T20:05:20.563-04:00SEPTEMBER 3; WEDDING BELLS IN THE BIG APPLE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1XQikfIjk4aSGR2Ca_TmV50AlmxXhgCA7wj0NOuyEcx0nWzIm07ZWAqvEfm2q1sYK7nYJK-AWVAz8ePvP6fvaM1_mGn28u73TY7DCJe8PYGih207_SazIFvkBeVXRIMF5hCphyphenhyphenhAHpU/s1600/tent-city.gif"></a>What a fabulous week end with family and friends in New Jersey & Brooklyn, N.Y. We were watching the weather reports for hurricane Irene all week...just hoping that nothing was going to be rained or flooded out. While in a rest area on the turnpike we saw many convoys of power company trucks on their way help out in the flood and storm ravaged areas. (later on....on the way home yesterday, once again, we saw convoys of power trucks from Michigan returning hoome)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6VtFevDkrXyXtG4iMC5DHhhxfdc2f9ffOmG5y7N4d8m82NXLmnDqKGgrZvh5kIvjLJA2Rj7a7EqUZh4w0NNlsCNQc7RBJuG0BfqLMX_8SOFi263AgP-zYb62bLK6wOI7PXkkZHAh8Xj8/s1600/truck-convoy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649008734658135794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6VtFevDkrXyXtG4iMC5DHhhxfdc2f9ffOmG5y7N4d8m82NXLmnDqKGgrZvh5kIvjLJA2Rj7a7EqUZh4w0NNlsCNQc7RBJuG0BfqLMX_8SOFi263AgP-zYb62bLK6wOI7PXkkZHAh8Xj8/s400/truck-convoy.gif" /></a> After arriving in New Jersey morning, we had a morning to go visit an old friend...a friend who had been with us when our last two little babies were born. She and her hubby were taking a couple of days of rest and relaxation in Ocean Grove, NJ. It was a short drive up the coast to visit her.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-HMfrA_cwMz03PKaLmH66COm6jPm9ejqATR2t-Ixg-E1d4xiVYbRMOx-Bg2hLzOkJe6gPn6WZoUVgMxlKSXt03rxY8Bbc1WDK0fGbdgTq_oG-oRpr_458QmbsMTpCFgAixnOMZm2n_A/s1600/trish-n-us.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006927893080434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-HMfrA_cwMz03PKaLmH66COm6jPm9ejqATR2t-Ixg-E1d4xiVYbRMOx-Bg2hLzOkJe6gPn6WZoUVgMxlKSXt03rxY8Bbc1WDK0fGbdgTq_oG-oRpr_458QmbsMTpCFgAixnOMZm2n_A/s400/trish-n-us.gif" /></a> Here's Trish and us. We're all a little older and greyer....but we can talk like a couple of school girls....like we've never lived many states apart.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1XQikfIjk4aSGR2Ca_TmV50AlmxXhgCA7wj0NOuyEcx0nWzIm07ZWAqvEfm2q1sYK7nYJK-AWVAz8ePvP6fvaM1_mGn28u73TY7DCJe8PYGih207_SazIFvkBeVXRIMF5hCphyphenhyphenhAHpU/s1600/tent-city.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649012027612098002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1XQikfIjk4aSGR2Ca_TmV50AlmxXhgCA7wj0NOuyEcx0nWzIm07ZWAqvEfm2q1sYK7nYJK-AWVAz8ePvP6fvaM1_mGn28u73TY7DCJe8PYGih207_SazIFvkBeVXRIMF5hCphyphenhyphenhAHpU/s400/tent-city.gif" /></a> Ocean Grove has this wonderful tent city, just a short walk from the shore. This historical site is over a hundred years old. We talked to one lady who has lived there each summer for 50 years. It is by no means a homeless tent city. You all ought to Google Ocean Grove, NJ and the tent city. It is most intriguing. Above is one "street" of the tents....I assume that this room in front is the living room because I saw couches, etc. through the door. I assume also that<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjRlSGgd-6qH-onsTwGmTwgBzJbsGDivsBKg0PYTZM0qOFcqFkQD8675V0grBmxF9w_WtgPtFM0PyXVBzntpZlUXdL068iop_BUGO6z6XJFTNQQ5igfKRI7EI_s3VtJtulG2I_-qJlPY/s1600/tent-back-room.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649008128686114674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjRlSGgd-6qH-onsTwGmTwgBzJbsGDivsBKg0PYTZM0qOFcqFkQD8675V0grBmxF9w_WtgPtFM0PyXVBzntpZlUXdL068iop_BUGO6z6XJFTNQQ5igfKRI7EI_s3VtJtulG2I_-qJlPY/s400/tent-back-room.gif" /></a> this back room is the bedroom, etc. In mid-September, the assosciation takes down the "tent" and pushes all the furniture into the little room that is attached to the rear of the "tent".<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2PxwF6X3O-kaqzjKN8AZEXF5gE-V0bQLE79TheGptXggxq00q5gYZR2p5JLNBJVebgpCDpssKcV49REhQlnQb9vEeQwieur9OPX2ECnh1qUd6msh4LhFhKNeXIeqAQ-E4x9Vy_C_FGM/s1600/trish-n-john.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649008084745753346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2PxwF6X3O-kaqzjKN8AZEXF5gE-V0bQLE79TheGptXggxq00q5gYZR2p5JLNBJVebgpCDpssKcV49REhQlnQb9vEeQwieur9OPX2ECnh1qUd6msh4LhFhKNeXIeqAQ-E4x9Vy_C_FGM/s400/trish-n-john.gif" /></a> Here Chris, John and Trish pose in front of one of the many, many beautiful homes in this little square mile of Ocean Grove.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6VSgtc_K2LNEWYFLHQVAuso_fSbkhGgQiK63y-GBq2edpiVKWJHepahW9V46AE1qdaka7R6eeu80_ebIwhAGEpCyPuh64iNk33xuGOxiV8o7HZC4JGPFWEejcLofqMiW891f2j6TgbCw/s1600/trish-n-john-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649008077559783730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6VSgtc_K2LNEWYFLHQVAuso_fSbkhGgQiK63y-GBq2edpiVKWJHepahW9V46AE1qdaka7R6eeu80_ebIwhAGEpCyPuh64iNk33xuGOxiV8o7HZC4JGPFWEejcLofqMiW891f2j6TgbCw/s400/trish-n-john-2.gif" /></a> Our friends, Trish and John.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTk18ZxO3QGZgC5s4ZVIOND8vXNc2R4253u-eUcI3PdTYWXSTCyfzmLAu90bNfUjepr23puoZ4idMhTG0kbY6-JAXX1AlOmyRxiogxBTbMY-U9fVf2S4LNzb3akVY5oLK9HQs_wkjva8/s1600/ice-cream.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006880571445890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTk18ZxO3QGZgC5s4ZVIOND8vXNc2R4253u-eUcI3PdTYWXSTCyfzmLAu90bNfUjepr23puoZ4idMhTG0kbY6-JAXX1AlOmyRxiogxBTbMY-U9fVf2S4LNzb3akVY5oLK9HQs_wkjva8/s400/ice-cream.gif" /></a> Then, of course, we totally enjoyed relaxing with an ice cream cone. Something we are all too familiar with.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHA3HshHuxi6RaRpOrjGpMRmA_cFswPiJICOSHXIgUtIOaF1MqPxZZGJPKcsRegZn6l3TULHLVvgpNvAmGKmOgXGmvscYEEgpLdfN4KSQVp0vw8PWVc2MwPgTjo8sMBAruN1p-SHHDs48/s1600/NYC.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006921025542258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHA3HshHuxi6RaRpOrjGpMRmA_cFswPiJICOSHXIgUtIOaF1MqPxZZGJPKcsRegZn6l3TULHLVvgpNvAmGKmOgXGmvscYEEgpLdfN4KSQVp0vw8PWVc2MwPgTjo8sMBAruN1p-SHHDs48/s400/NYC.gif" /></a> Later we had an exhilerating (?) ride into the Big Apple....have any of you actually driven into NYC or Brooklyn? It is a sight to behold seeing the sky line of the City. It is new to me each time...even though I ought to take tranquilizers before the trip of fast bumper-to-bumper or creeping and crawling traffic. Above you can see to the right of the picture part of the Freedom Tower going up at Ground Zero. It is where the tops of those two cranes are.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMr31yDg9ieg4NwBXOKGcnCe7TwyAbww_LhCFepTsnvxGQw9_9kW5Mg_MInW2v5IhSOjKks8z3tfru2mRTcVI4wynY58KuF1aAZirPo4c73Y0Jvqr42Q5VSdHI_5AfdxuNjwYPRn6o6cs/s1600/program.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006872189841346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMr31yDg9ieg4NwBXOKGcnCe7TwyAbww_LhCFepTsnvxGQw9_9kW5Mg_MInW2v5IhSOjKks8z3tfru2mRTcVI4wynY58KuF1aAZirPo4c73Y0Jvqr42Q5VSdHI_5AfdxuNjwYPRn6o6cs/s400/program.gif" /></a> The following pictures are not in any chronological order....as happens often to me.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtdPhHzZdFsiDGZWeF7Dw_VD0ticm4Pblrc8O6YLvOd_WNAM4xc7Sifu8Vik2csoioXImnDji1tRwAYil55XOJxqQBEwcFf9CpiLqTQrRbici9MyoqEE5HQ-qspjQhN7pqNtNpvuGdIN0/s1600/ASHLEY-n-boots.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006864114812482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtdPhHzZdFsiDGZWeF7Dw_VD0ticm4Pblrc8O6YLvOd_WNAM4xc7Sifu8Vik2csoioXImnDji1tRwAYil55XOJxqQBEwcFf9CpiLqTQrRbici9MyoqEE5HQ-qspjQhN7pqNtNpvuGdIN0/s400/ASHLEY-n-boots.gif" /></a> Our beautiful bride, Ashley, is from Texas. And true to being a Texan, when the ceremony was over, on went her cowboy boots. The boots are kind of dark in this picture....but look....they are there....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpc4NB25ArP0fI9NMxKA0s3qUKQafDQORo_LfUnO697kWCbxqEYa3B2chj0WFxGANl9eI_OMfl8-HQ8yQqvzgR-XMbbhSaDQXVOU7Y2hAvF2P2Bzkg476ledeYpaSKJusdnzFkJ8HKU0I/s1600/ashllely-n-family.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006043880620178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpc4NB25ArP0fI9NMxKA0s3qUKQafDQORo_LfUnO697kWCbxqEYa3B2chj0WFxGANl9eI_OMfl8-HQ8yQqvzgR-XMbbhSaDQXVOU7Y2hAvF2P2Bzkg476ledeYpaSKJusdnzFkJ8HKU0I/s400/ashllely-n-family.gif" /></a> Ashley, Michael and her family.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINP4htfLgAWPcC7Z8tFg2cD_ENoGXJz78yL99Z4oju9XUpHvSYIDYxM063ZNPwD5lm8suyuLT-Z-C-hQ1VwvViEvKChI72kteVRnpzvWPFeDUixmkAspOOaPaxdoKq6e7URq6baec7PQ/s1600/chickens.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006002281516514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINP4htfLgAWPcC7Z8tFg2cD_ENoGXJz78yL99Z4oju9XUpHvSYIDYxM063ZNPwD5lm8suyuLT-Z-C-hQ1VwvViEvKChI72kteVRnpzvWPFeDUixmkAspOOaPaxdoKq6e7URq6baec7PQ/s400/chickens.gif" /></a> Yes, there were chickens at this wedding....or rather, on the property. The location was The Orange County Farm Museum. I can only imagine where they found this much property without a high-rise on it in Brooklyn.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKpW6xSeMcgAuL1Sn3wDSQ_dZ68UzSbybSED29wWxVe66w-SPKtRzpuT2VR2TmtCvT_n5OD4Ho0GOHbQKFT3XauvexwU2JRxJZPAazddwC2TQOcQ3wD66UbEbzJ_rti_MN8vWlUQjS5YQ/s1600/chris-reading.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005990916573250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKpW6xSeMcgAuL1Sn3wDSQ_dZ68UzSbybSED29wWxVe66w-SPKtRzpuT2VR2TmtCvT_n5OD4Ho0GOHbQKFT3XauvexwU2JRxJZPAazddwC2TQOcQ3wD66UbEbzJ_rti_MN8vWlUQjS5YQ/s400/chris-reading.gif" /></a> While we were in the area where the wedding was to take place....we did a bit of waiting....</div><br /><br /><div>My brother got Chris hooked on the Kindle for iphones. Here he's reading his new found interest, the book Unbroken.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zyQ7ZPjoI4n0PE3RzXbcQFuHh-nkrOx_2NvEcUj_Gfu7B6huv91q5zzYronwfTc_PVaOlkKK3uxEHCyM47yxszNHqgaZJj2k8hJFes4FAAEz5HlB2u5Mh4_RPvm_2yXn3FbtWDCjaQE/s1600/dress-n-boots.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005979803261010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zyQ7ZPjoI4n0PE3RzXbcQFuHh-nkrOx_2NvEcUj_Gfu7B6huv91q5zzYronwfTc_PVaOlkKK3uxEHCyM47yxszNHqgaZJj2k8hJFes4FAAEz5HlB2u5Mh4_RPvm_2yXn3FbtWDCjaQE/s400/dress-n-boots.gif" /></a> As previously noted about the cowboy boots....the bride was not the only one donning the fashion of cowboy boots. Many boots were around.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsN4BrjhSUPMOUccTttuQU2zpzJFpEm0bPcpXCEEGi_w7_8zRF7nRHV6hO6owOrHkSqAKSfWPQbG8EKalQiMxRY0I0ly7bwdN_Q3c5nFZklU-U0YYC876LcrkN_VSab6gH27pgDCxpOz0/s1600/WEDDING-PIC.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005967450631810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsN4BrjhSUPMOUccTttuQU2zpzJFpEm0bPcpXCEEGi_w7_8zRF7nRHV6hO6owOrHkSqAKSfWPQbG8EKalQiMxRY0I0ly7bwdN_Q3c5nFZklU-U0YYC876LcrkN_VSab6gH27pgDCxpOz0/s400/WEDDING-PIC.gif" /></a> Another sneek picture, when the photographer was doing portraits, is this one of my brother, his wife, Ginny, daughter Sandy in the blue dress, and daugter Holly with little Joseph, the newest addition to the Batistic family. It seems that every year we go east for a family "event". Last year my brother, Jim and Ginny were married. The year before that, Holly (on right) was married. It seems as if everybody out east is now married. What's the next trip east for?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ2F1bIZaAmu9BoB3RlE5g3_2OHwCfVhgKjWeUItxEtO3lF8MdqS6bxxRl_2MARTTojTfqfX8lMMxhWm_G7qItRa2n3Mggw02FCtPXkrFib3QTLVwMbp0VMN2a0fpowkeB7KproQP4fBE/s1600/farm-garden.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005443175982034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ2F1bIZaAmu9BoB3RlE5g3_2OHwCfVhgKjWeUItxEtO3lF8MdqS6bxxRl_2MARTTojTfqfX8lMMxhWm_G7qItRa2n3Mggw02FCtPXkrFib3QTLVwMbp0VMN2a0fpowkeB7KproQP4fBE/s400/farm-garden.gif" /></a> At the wedding, while walking around, we snapped this shot of the beautiful garden.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJaTHGRTWHsh5Axc9PqW6Iepst0cCrDNVGk3YPA_pjo-I8uVu2B43muyc55QqnUelpyZBIIxTdqvwP36KXI7wA2GpacXv_SzVA1jOyFvhkcYqMJ3QvWocYNNcHYPIGS8D6uJUcVuXiqc/s1600/farm-machine.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005438785809266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJaTHGRTWHsh5Axc9PqW6Iepst0cCrDNVGk3YPA_pjo-I8uVu2B43muyc55QqnUelpyZBIIxTdqvwP36KXI7wA2GpacXv_SzVA1jOyFvhkcYqMJ3QvWocYNNcHYPIGS8D6uJUcVuXiqc/s400/farm-machine.gif" /></a> Just a bit of farm equipment at the "farm museum".<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqXL_eooKqZ6TLj2tJx4QDDI_ObLS7R4fC6w57EVy7ddnm00Cr-ajp4LWWKWCneGRDjub1FWR-KPQaP6Xftj8oygx_isr3b1YxER-74qcLjqzFLUjAWwLqaEz8FPDSP3e0wgZRXXADFE/s1600/guitars.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005426940178210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqXL_eooKqZ6TLj2tJx4QDDI_ObLS7R4fC6w57EVy7ddnm00Cr-ajp4LWWKWCneGRDjub1FWR-KPQaP6Xftj8oygx_isr3b1YxER-74qcLjqzFLUjAWwLqaEz8FPDSP3e0wgZRXXADFE/s400/guitars.gif" /></a> Immediately after ceremony, some of the groomsmen surprised Mike and Holley with the song "All You Need is Love" by the Beetles. The whole gathered assembly joined in on the chorus. Really awesome!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ8rGy_InVlC-J7c809paeJl9Qpfabf2iQzOgP-kaUg4vaUk46Y5sLwoJiVgamWnx72omHVG8D9R7EfIJMvAm2WixxnJqUdJt743KW6KsXcdKPeG_SLS1HAPgkUWJeYife-CI5UpZrpE/s1600/jim-%2526-us.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005418345650194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ8rGy_InVlC-J7c809paeJl9Qpfabf2iQzOgP-kaUg4vaUk46Y5sLwoJiVgamWnx72omHVG8D9R7EfIJMvAm2WixxnJqUdJt743KW6KsXcdKPeG_SLS1HAPgkUWJeYife-CI5UpZrpE/s400/jim-%2526-us.gif" /></a> Brother Jim...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQozxbTJ-pebliTUAg2j3bGCjqaWL9fBeJ2jhltF-l5OSD_2JRwIl-76zbT2L74xhIrNizJbC5o6NmYmG1XD28pSIkQsTI-QwGcvfVUvdKr79mZyVYpjrX30hQoU6Lza-rCDKaBHnfMHk/s1600/jim-%2526-von.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005410546954082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQozxbTJ-pebliTUAg2j3bGCjqaWL9fBeJ2jhltF-l5OSD_2JRwIl-76zbT2L74xhIrNizJbC5o6NmYmG1XD28pSIkQsTI-QwGcvfVUvdKr79mZyVYpjrX30hQoU6Lza-rCDKaBHnfMHk/s400/jim-%2526-von.gif" /></a> Uncle Jim with our daughter, Yvonne. She and her husband, Kevin, drove east with us.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2aiUN9i0y9P6-8g5Isvc4KivR12F1YraECiUbQoIjJWTYP_TfN4swsJcAcxUyOViVQlO15fIquucW59Fy1WAZu-9bA_H5rwmFv3Ft5OAkh1ZYJEWBE9XKVZb2h894Fls63MSl_SBdszc/s1600/llama.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004886402390210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2aiUN9i0y9P6-8g5Isvc4KivR12F1YraECiUbQoIjJWTYP_TfN4swsJcAcxUyOViVQlO15fIquucW59Fy1WAZu-9bA_H5rwmFv3Ft5OAkh1ZYJEWBE9XKVZb2h894Fls63MSl_SBdszc/s400/llama.gif" /></a> Another "attendee" at the wedding. But unfortunately....this one had to stay outside.....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi30aKo9ZAEQVVe9J2X6VvCjhq1T5b2GGsKGk3b6i3j-BWlVznNpNu8cdqE2cR7BdUSH5xPHsmYNxsZlxzu_r6cMTWcGN5YkYnN3-QwQTyvz2AV39dkGhyQMub5lL5t6bf7mtohwTF3dwc/s1600/mike-n-ash.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004870990851298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi30aKo9ZAEQVVe9J2X6VvCjhq1T5b2GGsKGk3b6i3j-BWlVznNpNu8cdqE2cR7BdUSH5xPHsmYNxsZlxzu_r6cMTWcGN5YkYnN3-QwQTyvz2AV39dkGhyQMub5lL5t6bf7mtohwTF3dwc/s400/mike-n-ash.gif" /></a> Mike and Ashley<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGr66JKqUYLfJatITJjp1yjqGC2dyL1sXddh1i8g22IhdrXozXdurQkeKQCtBBYjf4mQAoV7rjbH13AubnAZNmA-i7SXnWr_uYgO6ZmPaxbeR-6BUtIFfi9wbzM2gZ7jal_w_y97P19KM/s1600/mike-in-window.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004854270366450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGr66JKqUYLfJatITJjp1yjqGC2dyL1sXddh1i8g22IhdrXozXdurQkeKQCtBBYjf4mQAoV7rjbH13AubnAZNmA-i7SXnWr_uYgO6ZmPaxbeR-6BUtIFfi9wbzM2gZ7jal_w_y97P19KM/s400/mike-in-window.gif" /></a> Yvonne caught this snapshot of the groom enjoying a view from the upstairs of the barn.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQ83beh75u9iJQcCcqeOTeT3r-is9v1ixAGCre-w6QV0bcEqJ4dLL2yznYH2cDiH4e7nw8w9RAV54IJjexj6Rd4Rj-kRA-vOJcW4CBmAmeTV15_TQ9whQFcNq7TrZD2Hvcpt0BfjH3Ms/s1600/mr-met.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004838459200418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJQ83beh75u9iJQcCcqeOTeT3r-is9v1ixAGCre-w6QV0bcEqJ4dLL2yznYH2cDiH4e7nw8w9RAV54IJjexj6Rd4Rj-kRA-vOJcW4CBmAmeTV15_TQ9whQFcNq7TrZD2Hvcpt0BfjH3Ms/s400/mr-met.gif" /></a> Another big surprise for Mike was Mr. Met, the mascot of the New York Mets. He made a surprise appearance at the reception. Mike is a big Mets fan. We think that the bride made this happen.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLP1ZWbNlbQRxP0P0ivHOWzDy6b5kPXFfMlWI0vFmoS-Ep0L8a_E1qGmePY4CfcB9gvOzGwF2hLLQiY57o807GmS_ndabed3b1lDtuJAyd-KcU4wAS0Gv61wPi0ICZd2-Z7uMTQeXIGk/s1600/mr-met-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004822031703810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLP1ZWbNlbQRxP0P0ivHOWzDy6b5kPXFfMlWI0vFmoS-Ep0L8a_E1qGmePY4CfcB9gvOzGwF2hLLQiY57o807GmS_ndabed3b1lDtuJAyd-KcU4wAS0Gv61wPi0ICZd2-Z7uMTQeXIGk/s400/mr-met-2.gif" /></a> Not a good picture, but I was shooting in the dark....and there is so much that I don't know about camera settings....so I just lightened up this picture. Oh well....purely an amature.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYu1UBUwfm_6BFcOIx380ikoKAc4m9BNi1klepbXcqrwlrXRb9US4lnd8bkDiDKfKzTBk4apzXhjrAh68_QUXXJnHTiKfNirEUIFEzcqwNU8kxOs_DanCidDSegL__2yfDVzxLuUrUWYc/s1600/tent.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004100617925842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYu1UBUwfm_6BFcOIx380ikoKAc4m9BNi1klepbXcqrwlrXRb9US4lnd8bkDiDKfKzTBk4apzXhjrAh68_QUXXJnHTiKfNirEUIFEzcqwNU8kxOs_DanCidDSegL__2yfDVzxLuUrUWYc/s400/tent.gif" /></a> The tent where the reception was held.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rS21hAVBQlimpQrpOD8btu5jowSUmBGcK-a21jjkVBHcTljXLcFYlIQqlsfz76DBTGhx3Tk0r5vfI_JQJ6GyKOuLSc1ypOHWD6UFQXy59B3K5WCxm3EsHcLJW-53RiHcU3fD10qhcPE/s1600/us-%2526-garden.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004085985057490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rS21hAVBQlimpQrpOD8btu5jowSUmBGcK-a21jjkVBHcTljXLcFYlIQqlsfz76DBTGhx3Tk0r5vfI_JQJ6GyKOuLSc1ypOHWD6UFQXy59B3K5WCxm3EsHcLJW-53RiHcU3fD10qhcPE/s400/us-%2526-garden.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbIeMtx0-Wbi_TpRrY_oKDUQcgIFXpWpjUym1s7U7EM5WCe9i8wUMCBNoZpDi0_cdXkxPe4CF9K_Kx6htSqoKt_hNGz_sVq-hkYoGBH22HNE0Qn_KM23deei6RVjiC3XVoy_ShkQRTovE/s1600/us-at-dinner.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004076836227954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbIeMtx0-Wbi_TpRrY_oKDUQcgIFXpWpjUym1s7U7EM5WCe9i8wUMCBNoZpDi0_cdXkxPe4CF9K_Kx6htSqoKt_hNGz_sVq-hkYoGBH22HNE0Qn_KM23deei6RVjiC3XVoy_ShkQRTovE/s400/us-at-dinner.gif" /></a> Enjoying the reception.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM2LNPhSv8QKXS5z7lHqn66hytgDdoxqQRyLjyClu3laNkGf8yHeaZsgYMFjMjFeSffHhKyCGYXxZ4qqg67r3Rd2_PefiVdF_xdiSDJO_lFcSX5Snsm-XKvJzmDAi0LiXvJRPelm0dLQc/s1600/von-%2526-mike.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649004072404871314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM2LNPhSv8QKXS5z7lHqn66hytgDdoxqQRyLjyClu3laNkGf8yHeaZsgYMFjMjFeSffHhKyCGYXxZ4qqg67r3Rd2_PefiVdF_xdiSDJO_lFcSX5Snsm-XKvJzmDAi0LiXvJRPelm0dLQc/s400/von-%2526-mike.gif" /></a> Yvonne and the groom, my nephew, Mike.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Bd0eiaYsbh1XqO0t3cQzonFNWeCdWf9g5ArQJ88zLHTIuR-sKZM0dDw8eSuiu9CfOLTR7sYVNfr-Z9c5LN9CDpk8hGI6F_dWN7brhf32xFsGGafEbCQEdp3LJQDRgdeGdHh7x8-xyMw/s1600/joseph.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648586489903387154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Bd0eiaYsbh1XqO0t3cQzonFNWeCdWf9g5ArQJ88zLHTIuR-sKZM0dDw8eSuiu9CfOLTR7sYVNfr-Z9c5LN9CDpk8hGI6F_dWN7brhf32xFsGGafEbCQEdp3LJQDRgdeGdHh7x8-xyMw/s400/joseph.gif" /></a> Besides the wedding, the bride and groom, Ashley & Michael....the biggest runner-up for HIT OF THE EVENT, was Joseph, my grand nephew. Isn't he a winner?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLuqqhtQVxCvGCnTvi5Z1DwDj6mtVIH1TvOJLyYJ-sQptByL2CiDzLH5QI5Q2mSZdJNvDpw8k39u6VDP8A_a7ekhanYYcCvw2VF4xQ9zbs2B5imGPboPsM6OcTy7qYDNiqr14Pf4l2MLs/s1600/v0n-n-joe.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648586486314134498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLuqqhtQVxCvGCnTvi5Z1DwDj6mtVIH1TvOJLyYJ-sQptByL2CiDzLH5QI5Q2mSZdJNvDpw8k39u6VDP8A_a7ekhanYYcCvw2VF4xQ9zbs2B5imGPboPsM6OcTy7qYDNiqr14Pf4l2MLs/s400/v0n-n-joe.gif" /></a> Little Joseph had many "frequent flyer miles".<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjopA05I6XbTNJam98HpotaazWAuDBBxKyS3UnEN_GVATB5JaG833PNlgjv39dw1SkplfzImFMPjD3iwGZ0j4W1j4VKKAfBBet7sCVNVPX6kGIw1FsJpgrNB3rzpNmapN0aDOtzYko8ckw/s1600/Yvon-%2526-Joseph.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648586472838891794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjopA05I6XbTNJam98HpotaazWAuDBBxKyS3UnEN_GVATB5JaG833PNlgjv39dw1SkplfzImFMPjD3iwGZ0j4W1j4VKKAfBBet7sCVNVPX6kGIw1FsJpgrNB3rzpNmapN0aDOtzYko8ckw/s400/Yvon-%2526-Joseph.gif" /></a> Holly, Joseph and Yvonne.</div><br /><br /><div>We had such a wonderful time, visiting with family and my brother and his wife, Ginny. Everytime we see all the kids of our nieces and nephews, they have grown another foot. And now, the eldest is off to college. I, unfortunately, remember when I made a pair of booties for his daddy. Wow....am I getting old! OK....what a wonderful trip back.</div><br /><br /><div>Now, back to the campground, and get ready for a wonderful family cook-out next Sunday. Will keep you up on all the fun. Until we "connect" again.....</div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-56590426861072993712011-08-29T10:59:00.004-04:002011-08-29T11:13:12.834-04:00AUGUST 28; ST. MICHAEL'S PARISH ANNUAL PICNICThe day dawned with not a cloud in the sky. It was a tiny bit brisk...a wonderful day for the annual St. Michael the Archangel Parish picnic. (unlike a couple of years ago when a storm was up the night before and collapsed the big tent!) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50cl77Z80JgnvJ640h489KTB0buTQUcAtyZcKAe4qlp3mu3HyT7trzSWUfTLG6Lvzw5SuQI1W95pdk7Ns2iCYM8So8WPW-AhQ9thAMd3HYLVUbuNSicpwtHa6jpNvwV-bFQGaCmZ_c90/s1600/tent.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646294129401481426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50cl77Z80JgnvJ640h489KTB0buTQUcAtyZcKAe4qlp3mu3HyT7trzSWUfTLG6Lvzw5SuQI1W95pdk7Ns2iCYM8So8WPW-AhQ9thAMd3HYLVUbuNSicpwtHa6jpNvwV-bFQGaCmZ_c90/s400/tent.gif" /></a> What a day....the street was closed off to through traffic, and everyone was there.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDeiRXxlSTSJGHfYFubkDiUzDvZ69M0-EXdLzrb_LIcd24ru7yGNLjnkfNzCCgHsHPo0IJ-mfcTqsz72TFPsE09NoFPpAz11vETxpd7YBErGnVo4A-fTbxOFvgwivfw7pKq5bVQadmds/s1600/pony.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646293597945391522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUDeiRXxlSTSJGHfYFubkDiUzDvZ69M0-EXdLzrb_LIcd24ru7yGNLjnkfNzCCgHsHPo0IJ-mfcTqsz72TFPsE09NoFPpAz11vETxpd7YBErGnVo4A-fTbxOFvgwivfw7pKq5bVQadmds/s400/pony.gif" /></a>The little ponies were a big hit, as in years before. The kids got to take turns going inside the enclosure to pet them.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0R2rL_tN12cNUSQxkD8BBZBTsh98dpHkoebhq8epTeNc3O2EQEWfg4BUsxdk-N6teGMCV7Gqr4z1OBbh4shQRwaHa0HxuLCMPymZLd1r1483txPy3M0W0gCY6BRO-7_VDcbf6jA8vuzI/s1600/colt.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646293584307498722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0R2rL_tN12cNUSQxkD8BBZBTsh98dpHkoebhq8epTeNc3O2EQEWfg4BUsxdk-N6teGMCV7Gqr4z1OBbh4shQRwaHa0HxuLCMPymZLd1r1483txPy3M0W0gCY6BRO-7_VDcbf6jA8vuzI/s400/colt.gif" /></a> This five week old colt with its mommy was a real star. His owner says that he is not bashful, but runs with the older horses....only comming back to mommy when he wants to "eat".
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0W2jUikIh5umCL0OKhiOxO-1J3muUSM7g4k213Z4OvuX_SUzBCbZHmbrc7qUhpuTsX4TJ_i1Ph8c8u8vpSwNAo5FDKPsZLhOdUtHCiLLJl8VbquY5JcQxEetrbgNlLKqnITZJEZpLb00/s1600/fr-dave.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646293576155792866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0W2jUikIh5umCL0OKhiOxO-1J3muUSM7g4k213Z4OvuX_SUzBCbZHmbrc7qUhpuTsX4TJ_i1Ph8c8u8vpSwNAo5FDKPsZLhOdUtHCiLLJl8VbquY5JcQxEetrbgNlLKqnITZJEZpLb00/s400/fr-dave.gif" /></a> Fr. Dave enjoying kibitzing (sp?) with folks. And see the baby on Anna's shoulder? She was lovin' that.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfshYSpIGN6J9anuEa2o9MKmxR-taDYFfyTrvTmdPvcLpkfRijZE8Ldw-H2goVdID8qGkwRSqiwOM5QI-wKv_BzqUlPgyjEmzB9TYmeTih5qKg2qFHCgJjwKKHmoeu4bk14MJNYeCvJZA/s1600/chris-bingo.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646293562079771922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfshYSpIGN6J9anuEa2o9MKmxR-taDYFfyTrvTmdPvcLpkfRijZE8Ldw-H2goVdID8qGkwRSqiwOM5QI-wKv_BzqUlPgyjEmzB9TYmeTih5qKg2qFHCgJjwKKHmoeu4bk14MJNYeCvJZA/s400/chris-bingo.gif" /></a> See the "incognito bingo player"? He's in sunglasses in the tent..... Yup, Chris says he doesn't play bingo.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV3oRCRA782ZtUGTBbkcCOVFqKTNgapgK63H6B18ocFxJ3qyJBtQa5qHSBUzGkPXVLfarGZ22Ye-6MVpx8g91d0w8D_4tQYhHRjNX4H8ZFPetYWrVUDBYMTSkQ35FKPYe3btlVptTXXIU/s1600/travis.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646293557487533890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV3oRCRA782ZtUGTBbkcCOVFqKTNgapgK63H6B18ocFxJ3qyJBtQa5qHSBUzGkPXVLfarGZ22Ye-6MVpx8g91d0w8D_4tQYhHRjNX4H8ZFPetYWrVUDBYMTSkQ35FKPYe3btlVptTXXIU/s400/travis.gif" /></a> ....and isn't this a happy little guy. Trav is a sweetie.
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<br /><div>Mid week we head east for our nephew's wedding. We hear that they are not under water from the hurricane. So, until we "connect" again....</div></div></div></div></div></div>
<br />Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-6109306753338977772011-08-27T12:32:00.005-04:002011-08-27T13:02:18.087-04:00AUGUST 20; ANOTHER GAS & STEAM SHOWLast Saturday I went with Andrea, her hubby, David and CJ to another Gas & Steam show near Ft. Wayne. Like Andrea described these "shows" is that they are like a fair, without the rides, but with the "fair food". And that's a good thing.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DKcDNyxuKiRYSc7XWumV5wXYtXOn7ZSEQq3TzJ89h-u1bnwhCmbHzsh5GTThdwVe36d-O3fE3WJ7aLvyAFc8X-MnuUwlBOGKnc4-meC1Ld2nmI-olfCxSSRSm3KoWGGtwHIuAnI_yOU/s1600/steamed-corn.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645576211962566402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DKcDNyxuKiRYSc7XWumV5wXYtXOn7ZSEQq3TzJ89h-u1bnwhCmbHzsh5GTThdwVe36d-O3fE3WJ7aLvyAFc8X-MnuUwlBOGKnc4-meC1Ld2nmI-olfCxSSRSm3KoWGGtwHIuAnI_yOU/s400/steamed-corn.gif" /></a> Here's us getting started on the "steamed corn".
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjfX9WVlilid-NeDi1JRnPYJJeVt8MuUOiCfr7RUG8Vbw76sos7nTSqg1vHQ2xK1r4_mgyv16-Yk8OmVGLo9B3BJHEKIsfGqKasABnC6QsksE7pMLQ10S4zmgZ9n3dfB-DGuKi5_SqvM/s1600/steamed-corn-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645576203066619266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjfX9WVlilid-NeDi1JRnPYJJeVt8MuUOiCfr7RUG8Vbw76sos7nTSqg1vHQ2xK1r4_mgyv16-Yk8OmVGLo9B3BJHEKIsfGqKasABnC6QsksE7pMLQ10S4zmgZ9n3dfB-DGuKi5_SqvM/s400/steamed-corn-2.gif" /></a> Not a whole lot better than this. The corn is steamed with the aide of a old steam machine. Didn't see up close to see if it was a tractor, or what.....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpG1-QLUxGncWdjrNl6QW4d0sFa5wZoiHxGXAgXeNtJORCXgxYjwZtwpg8RX5SC98db83XWbEOFTrZpjTnIdjqAMYfUjW1CMG4RK-md21auq-CUiIwCQVRYj_kpLYl1HncZdwbTWJ0pY/s1600/clydesdales.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645575887511784658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpG1-QLUxGncWdjrNl6QW4d0sFa5wZoiHxGXAgXeNtJORCXgxYjwZtwpg8RX5SC98db83XWbEOFTrZpjTnIdjqAMYfUjW1CMG4RK-md21auq-CUiIwCQVRYj_kpLYl1HncZdwbTWJ0pY/s400/clydesdales.gif" /></a> My favorite horses, the clydesdales. If I were rich I would have a whole herd of these beautiful creatures.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyp66hbSS2_2tC0V16Z0gnMjieY-dVxBBlb73nrcui1OrPvHYMfTrH2oVClgIbA6OaLfITCLlNwbLYKDCUeBVpnNykdnj1tmiwqA6K1LW0aJNukKbUz_BQmurUg4vvIVxi6crXGW3zW7Q/s1600/cj-barrel-train.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645575876462457282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyp66hbSS2_2tC0V16Z0gnMjieY-dVxBBlb73nrcui1OrPvHYMfTrH2oVClgIbA6OaLfITCLlNwbLYKDCUeBVpnNykdnj1tmiwqA6K1LW0aJNukKbUz_BQmurUg4vvIVxi6crXGW3zW7Q/s400/cj-barrel-train.gif" /></a> A little "train" of barrels, pulled by a yard tractor; the cabbose you can see....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyS_utMB0fy_Yjv0WNB97yKQjVPY5xWPacwXv7XXf1FPUWgwXPdoyYQgYjsTbctycBTP3Xa93hi9cK4CuAIpnBor4oiU_0xQVWcsHhdwdtCLTOZcIWs9YbgSQ8Sa8J8W5mD5DIqge_cMw/s1600/1924-IH-farmall.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645575853009882722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyS_utMB0fy_Yjv0WNB97yKQjVPY5xWPacwXv7XXf1FPUWgwXPdoyYQgYjsTbctycBTP3Xa93hi9cK4CuAIpnBor4oiU_0xQVWcsHhdwdtCLTOZcIWs9YbgSQ8Sa8J8W5mD5DIqge_cMw/s400/1924-IH-farmall.gif" /></a> A 1924 International Harvester Farmall. Only 200 of these were made, and not by production lines, like cars are/were made. These were all built by hand because they were not expecting many of these to be sold. But apparently they were very innovative....but I sure can't tell you how.
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<br /><div>What fun. It was a beautiful day. Not too hot. Loved every minute.</div>
<br /><div>Tomorrow is our church picnic. Perhaps I'll get some pics of it.</div>
<br /><div>Until we "connect" again....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<br />Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-37631681219383672012011-08-18T11:43:00.007-04:002011-08-20T19:07:25.868-04:00August 18; ADVENTURES IN LAGRANGE COUNTY
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<br /><div align="justify">I went over to help with the Presidential Sweet when Julio had his achilles tendon repair surgery. What a hoot they are! Then we had the fun to bring Madison home with us for a couple of days. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqRsTX99eVxp6JP5jO2VLkLdm8H_YAKZsuMw-BuHiSe2IzTyneMt4Cz7NXZWlehbJ5QACDPyJ1HsypP92ZumUn3BAAQHpWLOf8IlskyvhjmJaIPr-tGgFyb_GLx-_A5IubgjeF0ihNJg/s1600/Maddy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642224422879070434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqRsTX99eVxp6JP5jO2VLkLdm8H_YAKZsuMw-BuHiSe2IzTyneMt4Cz7NXZWlehbJ5QACDPyJ1HsypP92ZumUn3BAAQHpWLOf8IlskyvhjmJaIPr-tGgFyb_GLx-_A5IubgjeF0ihNJg/s400/Maddy.gif" /></a> Bright smile in the morning....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEillqy1aLFYL2E_UG9lzEMto6lK3kp3pW4I-2FJXTxOcbQTp62VRYz1jrAMGZZLvrNpCDDykSIrEiTRYUCRuMfRf_jRZfApbOkZtRoYRK6vwi7OuxaA2YwC-EN6ThM0lvVXnsIObzTcECI/s1600/mad-pool.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642224413036091538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEillqy1aLFYL2E_UG9lzEMto6lK3kp3pW4I-2FJXTxOcbQTp62VRYz1jrAMGZZLvrNpCDDykSIrEiTRYUCRuMfRf_jRZfApbOkZtRoYRK6vwi7OuxaA2YwC-EN6ThM0lvVXnsIObzTcECI/s400/mad-pool.gif" /></a> Then to the pool....
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1CTeRHJ_uyslESdXhXxchHPbmv2eurff7-_hbkBzm246FJrKf5qC2sLlutB5fHtP-sJQj9XZPKTHf5uqdLxqta58s20AxoRc0on_fFkikqDe2yqmin5XybbnIJJGT8t2ZeD2nxYfl-k/s1600/mad-pool-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643076517752006338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1CTeRHJ_uyslESdXhXxchHPbmv2eurff7-_hbkBzm246FJrKf5qC2sLlutB5fHtP-sJQj9XZPKTHf5uqdLxqta58s20AxoRc0on_fFkikqDe2yqmin5XybbnIJJGT8t2ZeD2nxYfl-k/s400/mad-pool-2.gif" /></a>
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicro4ZMEXiKx0CS0jlGZ88c-iAy30bKsbM1perrQDISChuYsfn40442G3q_mWi904MZ29e9uiJxvLletUV8UMshQ6r8YPQvHtTucAjRitzok_rJJ63v6EWdJ9nyjuNzx1PqTIQLVMJBiY/s1600/maple-wood.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642224401367540530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicro4ZMEXiKx0CS0jlGZ88c-iAy30bKsbM1perrQDISChuYsfn40442G3q_mWi904MZ29e9uiJxvLletUV8UMshQ6r8YPQvHtTucAjRitzok_rJJ63v6EWdJ9nyjuNzx1PqTIQLVMJBiY/s400/maple-wood.gif" /></a> Yesterday we went adventuring....looking for another place to hike. We found the Maple Wood Nature Ceneter east of LaGrange. Very nice and had a good hike...
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBmS88rGLDAFo8myhMi8z3rh4pV22FP9gESX3ixz90obBJ9w3keL5BhzcQj89-pDQ6dwggYBLo7Kaw5Uq0D4ZfO8kW-B91p6xEGH8T0LwAfTWfZV4qxWEPCrl1s2rbkSIto8nbRC_iolw/s1600/park-sign.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642223859165370114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBmS88rGLDAFo8myhMi8z3rh4pV22FP9gESX3ixz90obBJ9w3keL5BhzcQj89-pDQ6dwggYBLo7Kaw5Uq0D4ZfO8kW-B91p6xEGH8T0LwAfTWfZV4qxWEPCrl1s2rbkSIto8nbRC_iolw/s400/park-sign.gif" /></a> This was another county park that we were told about....but just now had an excuse to go adventuring. The play ground is really handicap accessable and extremely creative.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGohY334XiCOBbl2qiFkAgfY0eoKVLg14t8ZuX-AxykneYo_WtPVZ12WywvDreAAMJeLjqtGnVUi6ug7EJP4PIfLtkOast4H6_8zh0iS7byb8W8vOLGWAupl9QGxWLoG0JVdm8BODIxo/s1600/mad-park-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642223848124242498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGohY334XiCOBbl2qiFkAgfY0eoKVLg14t8ZuX-AxykneYo_WtPVZ12WywvDreAAMJeLjqtGnVUi6ug7EJP4PIfLtkOast4H6_8zh0iS7byb8W8vOLGWAupl9QGxWLoG0JVdm8BODIxo/s400/mad-park-1.gif" /></a> Madison was able to go hand-over-hand all the way across this.
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjITyoYD97SQSK9WwgmnBZsHIOIMfW9pciEnXnD3GtyFNuApsmXDPJwkndsokRAbCOZgZQF-2Y1NCvNwf6k4svgu20nZzzrB_Y6HNkFNwmNHGj3-9zUCXEtcfXR7IFdFvHLrLrSDpWFpus/s1600/mad-park-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643071016603021426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjITyoYD97SQSK9WwgmnBZsHIOIMfW9pciEnXnD3GtyFNuApsmXDPJwkndsokRAbCOZgZQF-2Y1NCvNwf6k4svgu20nZzzrB_Y6HNkFNwmNHGj3-9zUCXEtcfXR7IFdFvHLrLrSDpWFpus/s400/mad-park-3.gif" /></a> This thing was super tall and Maddy went all the way up.
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<br /><div>We had a nice couple of days with Madison. She was a big help....always offering to help with meals. She and I took bike rides together. She was fun.</div>
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<br />Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-30941079645667318122011-08-15T09:30:00.007-04:002011-08-15T10:00:08.415-04:00August 15; Happy Birthday, ChristopherHappy Birthday, eldest son....Christopher. Can't believe that you are 47 today. I remember when you started Kindergarden. My, my.....time flies!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcYLmwKJ6ECbIjH-GoppcvCCP9iX8zozfiYyKGnu5XmwnZyjqvdvy7P1tdaZzCUwhfw7pVxyaYvbcNM-PRJEf1fnDVA3DtA_H_Yx8Z70ClSFsjJrpL1HMW4FVA0EMz2D043nKdibLgGJI/s1600/kennedy-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076852487141170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcYLmwKJ6ECbIjH-GoppcvCCP9iX8zozfiYyKGnu5XmwnZyjqvdvy7P1tdaZzCUwhfw7pVxyaYvbcNM-PRJEf1fnDVA3DtA_H_Yx8Z70ClSFsjJrpL1HMW4FVA0EMz2D043nKdibLgGJI/s400/kennedy-2.gif" /></a> Last week we popped over to see the "Presidential Sweet", to get some hugs from them. Here's Kennedy sporting the scarf she wanted on..... Do we see a budding model?
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<br />Saturday evening Andrea called and asked us to meet them in LaGrange at the "Gas & Steam" show at the fairgrounds. It was loads of fun.....
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<br /><div>I am very fascinated by their lives. And as you know, we are living in the middle of Amish-land. And many of them actually camp at our campground. (surprised me!)
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkiec-VMGLOJXXEv4gL6ZVmlvKvH3TQSkFfIHYSpWGI0KFYODmTbBqVzX-g9wW-zYokg_2Wn5ZYjCy0Zf91l4EPft7yWCGMnmc72AJT-ZS1mmk3zxC8ERtGjzTbTlafllO_MbmDxEjNQ/s1600/amish-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076463345451282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkiec-VMGLOJXXEv4gL6ZVmlvKvH3TQSkFfIHYSpWGI0KFYODmTbBqVzX-g9wW-zYokg_2Wn5ZYjCy0Zf91l4EPft7yWCGMnmc72AJT-ZS1mmk3zxC8ERtGjzTbTlafllO_MbmDxEjNQ/s400/amish-2.gif" /></a> Here's a daddy walking with his little girls. I note that dads are really involved with their children. Nice.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg41rtmd3iC9N8CZVgwpcdmGulp9ZKvbXP_Z28A1SvZsR0IE2xmFpmglRiiUD9vgEzGAK2qx7A0-ULX_P5Gv9Ue__R3nabKmcUfdjXAFa8HMPuqUiOaM8nuTXlqoKqZQldd8ZxlzFQ2GME/s1600/chris-%2526-car.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076454380518130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg41rtmd3iC9N8CZVgwpcdmGulp9ZKvbXP_Z28A1SvZsR0IE2xmFpmglRiiUD9vgEzGAK2qx7A0-ULX_P5Gv9Ue__R3nabKmcUfdjXAFa8HMPuqUiOaM8nuTXlqoKqZQldd8ZxlzFQ2GME/s400/chris-%2526-car.gif" /></a> Anyway, back at the tractor show....here's Chris admiring that old car.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDuFmmjbQRMJdHgM9xCajwdN3yDKtgQ7SlB99n2GteMHFEQ8W0_8Y4-qu-2s5Kr3sYAfaOZRaWTyiOzWEmU-hdTRnOYrQcBl7Wvy6v2uybrYxMrrEcZnMRsRVJQGuDN713GUMUPxisK8I/s1600/CJ-cow-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076444924314162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDuFmmjbQRMJdHgM9xCajwdN3yDKtgQ7SlB99n2GteMHFEQ8W0_8Y4-qu-2s5Kr3sYAfaOZRaWTyiOzWEmU-hdTRnOYrQcBl7Wvy6v2uybrYxMrrEcZnMRsRVJQGuDN713GUMUPxisK8I/s400/CJ-cow-1.gif" /></a> Here's a milking a cow demonstration...
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjilnPdJTV6E34qPAWxaeLqBajMiFUfHcrBnZGb_rZxi5N7ZKC3-4ErY0e1haxGHI_6HTMu7yZKfLJ23t4O-MqRtQ8i3SPgJVKtejUvR0ZylzU2XRMZ8llM8xk7QHb8jqNu7fhyphenhyphenxHaVwT0/s1600/CJ-cow-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076436701140866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjilnPdJTV6E34qPAWxaeLqBajMiFUfHcrBnZGb_rZxi5N7ZKC3-4ErY0e1haxGHI_6HTMu7yZKfLJ23t4O-MqRtQ8i3SPgJVKtejUvR0ZylzU2XRMZ8llM8xk7QHb8jqNu7fhyphenhyphenxHaVwT0/s400/CJ-cow-2.gif" /></a> which Charolette tested out....with success.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNXPRvo1KU0ClASjR0SeZL5OHPF-fUOFpZWLECWo-OWtrjutiy8D7NmTudMAYeTSrj6mGL0hrok0ZQWdk6B9ykhXlcbD0bbC8q_Uad0rYIk_hj9MI5XIZEtxytc89EyD03lX4eHAq1m0/s1600/family-affair.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076067803096498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUNXPRvo1KU0ClASjR0SeZL5OHPF-fUOFpZWLECWo-OWtrjutiy8D7NmTudMAYeTSrj6mGL0hrok0ZQWdk6B9ykhXlcbD0bbC8q_Uad0rYIk_hj9MI5XIZEtxytc89EyD03lX4eHAq1m0/s400/family-affair.gif" /></a> Here's a tractor that is really a "family affair"....and the little girl didn't fall off the back!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhed6PUcrwlc93KC78bqnsmnb8UIZbm0aHtEjjmCl6xJMBQt3UPIVFlcTnwCiV-WdfLP1ShGPzg4LCi9ehI-zd4hWY_-pudK6EadoEmXIZERacb3B6bKZtl_C3kU2T8Ldxum0MVcHfOywg/s1600/lots-of-tractors.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076058745289842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhed6PUcrwlc93KC78bqnsmnb8UIZbm0aHtEjjmCl6xJMBQt3UPIVFlcTnwCiV-WdfLP1ShGPzg4LCi9ehI-zd4hWY_-pudK6EadoEmXIZERacb3B6bKZtl_C3kU2T8Ldxum0MVcHfOywg/s400/lots-of-tractors.gif" /></a> Lots of tractors....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7B75dBS7zy_NiOlRlrHZB9-AeYiB5mWMBNt4tnw-LPhppGkNaLxa8yhd4eLJemMLcRdiVxZYeee1JiVs4IYDVUcfbI-DbBmHtwLH41lOKWYJZP297NdzE26l1oyA3ZqCUHDs_iDlqsGQ/s1600/tractor-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076048251035810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7B75dBS7zy_NiOlRlrHZB9-AeYiB5mWMBNt4tnw-LPhppGkNaLxa8yhd4eLJemMLcRdiVxZYeee1JiVs4IYDVUcfbI-DbBmHtwLH41lOKWYJZP297NdzE26l1oyA3ZqCUHDs_iDlqsGQ/s400/tractor-1.gif" /></a>
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKz9GrhDup-r2ulWvxjQ0KKJg9cagBuLrQ5hL9bzKnJ7QmeAMAp6Qq2O2RacdYIGvcH-PemvaVZHt0qWnMDodlIuFkV4MowzDoGSm0aj9_6bql2TmBhOReNF_3rQpLjwZ4FCqa_5jCUxk/s1600/tractor-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076037967428130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKz9GrhDup-r2ulWvxjQ0KKJg9cagBuLrQ5hL9bzKnJ7QmeAMAp6Qq2O2RacdYIGvcH-PemvaVZHt0qWnMDodlIuFkV4MowzDoGSm0aj9_6bql2TmBhOReNF_3rQpLjwZ4FCqa_5jCUxk/s400/tractor-2.gif" /></a> You can see why we enjoyed watching these folks driving around their tractors. They were even in the field plowing with an old tractor. Didn't get close enough to that for pictures.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDJ2Jx1V9nEWwCVBlyfFHqnSka7wBSGNGrPuwvqUFJDeDD7nfPDNMbT-oN9U890PCuRc_e_KrkAhxSL3T65NuFQjJveGNkxHY6t95bsu2lOE3DBVmsLmeRxPGB0w3JU-tIhIbDDl_K7JA/s1600/tractor-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076029903484770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDJ2Jx1V9nEWwCVBlyfFHqnSka7wBSGNGrPuwvqUFJDeDD7nfPDNMbT-oN9U890PCuRc_e_KrkAhxSL3T65NuFQjJveGNkxHY6t95bsu2lOE3DBVmsLmeRxPGB0w3JU-tIhIbDDl_K7JA/s400/tractor-3.gif" /></a> Cool....huh?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZdp64qkwbenYv0FCglvyUlXvLSC1gawI6IObpZCo8ch3sKSpvsaOVaR00o4GWndXCeZfXuzMtXB2-xGEjaTTlf7P9ZUUiyZtx8CrTPUK4HW7Pnd_WWtBxzl5bkml2hTDIKt2VMHP8fo/s1600/tractor-4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641075631964155026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUZdp64qkwbenYv0FCglvyUlXvLSC1gawI6IObpZCo8ch3sKSpvsaOVaR00o4GWndXCeZfXuzMtXB2-xGEjaTTlf7P9ZUUiyZtx8CrTPUK4HW7Pnd_WWtBxzl5bkml2hTDIKt2VMHP8fo/s400/tractor-4.gif" /></a>
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<br /><div>We had lots of fun. Too bad we didn't get to watch the "tractor pull" the next morning.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsg43R9lQaB3VxBV9ig54uCJ99xqD2AXLovLMeDDOO5BqH6Oo3Kt4eUCwyGenXAsCg9ys91AirgkWJSsjXwyfvUBtobVHBsQPe1ErBtaYb9qp1oIuCFYWbTtUTTp-EVU9EKFw2C-yA6vc/s1600/sunset.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641075612288605170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsg43R9lQaB3VxBV9ig54uCJ99xqD2AXLovLMeDDOO5BqH6Oo3Kt4eUCwyGenXAsCg9ys91AirgkWJSsjXwyfvUBtobVHBsQPe1ErBtaYb9qp1oIuCFYWbTtUTTp-EVU9EKFw2C-yA6vc/s400/sunset.gif" /></a> "Another boring sunset ..."
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJr8UpGhXX-lghs7yhKPcqpFiiEKb6Qag-_5UDjRdTWd-QpQAWAgEtN256rpsi9maT72CQYOipj1_hsicIUUmrjLekF6NngDZ-VXBw4E4JhKzUN0FIeG7WpFiHeQp4qpzYs9JvIuMuM4/s1600/tomatoes.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641075599010238866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVJr8UpGhXX-lghs7yhKPcqpFiiEKb6Qag-_5UDjRdTWd-QpQAWAgEtN256rpsi9maT72CQYOipj1_hsicIUUmrjLekF6NngDZ-VXBw4E4JhKzUN0FIeG7WpFiHeQp4qpzYs9JvIuMuM4/s400/tomatoes.gif" /></a> Almost ripe. Getting ONLY FOUR tomatoes off of our plant..... They will tast good....but a disappointment that we're only getting four so far. Oh well....that's life.</div>
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<br /><div>That's all for now. Do take care and have a wonderful week in this cooler weather. Loving every minute of it... :)</div>
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<br />Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-83996408443039034602011-08-08T11:02:00.010-04:002011-08-12T10:10:57.765-04:00AUGUST 8; AAAAH.....A BREATHER FROM THE HEAT!This past week end there was a fund-raiser at Twin Mills. Will tell you about that later. I had a nice little time in the middle of the day when I got to pop over to the Amigo Center outside of Sturgis, where Brittany had been at band camp for school. She plays the violin.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJlekNVuyE_aAQYhaYXLYkySDY5BWeV3pF-npsWHOg03ZaRUEAnzz-umNOxOKaI8GLIGX90KFgUoevzlkzfZovKUHVkqDP6hayN25Ohc_Gdw0Ugp9gxIj7wabsbFVqEk4Tuo1jYdq4KI/s1600/brit-orchestra-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502916047242210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJlekNVuyE_aAQYhaYXLYkySDY5BWeV3pF-npsWHOg03ZaRUEAnzz-umNOxOKaI8GLIGX90KFgUoevzlkzfZovKUHVkqDP6hayN25Ohc_Gdw0Ugp9gxIj7wabsbFVqEk4Tuo1jYdq4KI/s400/brit-orchestra-1.gif" /></a> This is the orchestra. They played 8 songs....pretty good, too.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOzLg_pNHqnM01epv3-5xHF3LJhv1L5g8I3PZAeoIgBS7CdXAD7oTUVmqPfv8KETsYX4Z77RJvxn1FBqpgxGK7J_SpRMgzV4JppDVhEHnx9yTfnL74qzu1GZL5KA4LPg-UjffK4WID0dI/s1600/brit-orchestra-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502908648250018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOzLg_pNHqnM01epv3-5xHF3LJhv1L5g8I3PZAeoIgBS7CdXAD7oTUVmqPfv8KETsYX4Z77RJvxn1FBqpgxGK7J_SpRMgzV4JppDVhEHnx9yTfnL74qzu1GZL5KA4LPg-UjffK4WID0dI/s400/brit-orchestra-2.gif" /></a> Here's Brittany flashing her beautiful smile for grandma.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhdAD5m-KohujNguE_zjPNWoXjtUWGAeoOrhhQfdPtFkhqTBPrHh_hnDEpE4KSeFd0aAJqEEUR-KrsGfZJJ4BbJpTy0gBXFZ5XYvf6Jrle-TDxtdsWLa9euKMWI1LH9h3PbGCR9Zc0SR0/s1600/C-4-C.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502900208383906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhdAD5m-KohujNguE_zjPNWoXjtUWGAeoOrhhQfdPtFkhqTBPrHh_hnDEpE4KSeFd0aAJqEEUR-KrsGfZJJ4BbJpTy0gBXFZ5XYvf6Jrle-TDxtdsWLa9euKMWI1LH9h3PbGCR9Zc0SR0/s400/C-4-C.gif" /></a> Now back to the fund-raiser: Camp for a Cure. We were walking down to the starting point for the 1 mile walk and the 5 K fun run. That's me on the far right....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaE_8i9ULc2J_0n1oKMc6NWI22RzLaiOxwlTZKyEz2xx34M1_4uOsN7JUgUw7aVR13n9wIfKMkM-Z57OxmuJZloM0fUyhfIqGoSTvkos6DqhrhBo7Y2LKCFytAGCDffp16UKeEfaYWrmc/s1600/C-4-C-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502881355344466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaE_8i9ULc2J_0n1oKMc6NWI22RzLaiOxwlTZKyEz2xx34M1_4uOsN7JUgUw7aVR13n9wIfKMkM-Z57OxmuJZloM0fUyhfIqGoSTvkos6DqhrhBo7Y2LKCFytAGCDffp16UKeEfaYWrmc/s400/C-4-C-1.gif" /></a> Get ready.....get set......GO!!!!!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNMfExvgA8tv2Bh3_Kn-1UtqQ2FD_ZjrVL3uu7RGPdFyfN80xnNQgrJW_1hwQ5aWIWwBm8hy7xScWmn6ADBbnWxzx3zjrMFHgQ4gjGo7LlitwmNxjfXKzc5qGOpwH6kagn1jk9sttMDQU/s1600/C-4-C-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502850769138066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNMfExvgA8tv2Bh3_Kn-1UtqQ2FD_ZjrVL3uu7RGPdFyfN80xnNQgrJW_1hwQ5aWIWwBm8hy7xScWmn6ADBbnWxzx3zjrMFHgQ4gjGo7LlitwmNxjfXKzc5qGOpwH6kagn1jk9sttMDQU/s400/C-4-C-2.gif" /></a> I was, obviously, in the rear of the pack.....walking.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2IWBdX6ilU-1k06MPToplHJ9bxWqDhyphenhyphen5OBTXcf63VHTp9NCg8OMdz5iPg1KGF5VwuDeBtgnMSvmzQJuHxq8nGwGYvqx4emlhTumcnXlvEGcGEIr0LIr1HBr5I6ZDIbs3jdv07cWysQuU/s1600/C-4-C-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502392385522018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2IWBdX6ilU-1k06MPToplHJ9bxWqDhyphenhyphen5OBTXcf63VHTp9NCg8OMdz5iPg1KGF5VwuDeBtgnMSvmzQJuHxq8nGwGYvqx4emlhTumcnXlvEGcGEIr0LIr1HBr5I6ZDIbs3jdv07cWysQuU/s400/C-4-C-3.gif" /></a> Not a great picture of me.....but didn't have a choice....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTAA8IMWxrfjr78kYTUugU6Sa2NYT6EhVIiY-uDtYnrc6Y8YJnm5DoLZ_r03sOIA5voq95LLqMqlaqYkJpHWHkrpiePuwlPz1FNthB4157UOqSgsurJGFAMy6CaRya0TYL6o10ANcFGA/s1600/fav-runner-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502376848148370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTAA8IMWxrfjr78kYTUugU6Sa2NYT6EhVIiY-uDtYnrc6Y8YJnm5DoLZ_r03sOIA5voq95LLqMqlaqYkJpHWHkrpiePuwlPz1FNthB4157UOqSgsurJGFAMy6CaRya0TYL6o10ANcFGA/s400/fav-runner-1.gif" /></a> OK....now you're going to see the pictures of my favorite runner.....yes....the golden doodle.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1LbVGZFXPDKbbxQmKwCvOvEUqc6x-w0p3wE0Jt_JRA6RMHA4QcZe64pW-VMF5_b1D9crdOxEBzI0mgb74OJxzwRJwKZZqM48POTVPGnN553qDgQ5HZKA4m1uK3Q_hLFvtH4eo-Y7rY2c/s1600/fav-runner-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502362964532546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1LbVGZFXPDKbbxQmKwCvOvEUqc6x-w0p3wE0Jt_JRA6RMHA4QcZe64pW-VMF5_b1D9crdOxEBzI0mgb74OJxzwRJwKZZqM48POTVPGnN553qDgQ5HZKA4m1uK3Q_hLFvtH4eo-Y7rY2c/s400/fav-runner-2.gif" /></a> This was this puppy's first race.....he's under a year old.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcpJAkQjJyKrKYKoiYHStpmu-lRr4nnN2MeXpv8uizORyXPTCOUfGriLnCgASQLX1G28vX5bjT1pDpqjeMD3BTkmf5RaWcMxE1XlDQauJQBEafMyBF8IPPwm_lt0IFIh4J9UjWEWY_3M/s1600/fav-runner-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502343231915538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcpJAkQjJyKrKYKoiYHStpmu-lRr4nnN2MeXpv8uizORyXPTCOUfGriLnCgASQLX1G28vX5bjT1pDpqjeMD3BTkmf5RaWcMxE1XlDQauJQBEafMyBF8IPPwm_lt0IFIh4J9UjWEWY_3M/s400/fav-runner-3.gif" /></a> I was fascinated with how he drank water.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOLScgTH7Tu8AcR88u_rFGK2hAQY2ThmemqWR2jdfRt_v0fh4sriTk8SUdRrMw0TVUbJYS9K4-zsXxVP2ulgo0xuV6ERoHsJshijt8-xcxb8kbpYnJxbvftgHNrzs4f4M7xLssXX8UV0/s1600/fav-runner-4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638502328847894354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOLScgTH7Tu8AcR88u_rFGK2hAQY2ThmemqWR2jdfRt_v0fh4sriTk8SUdRrMw0TVUbJYS9K4-zsXxVP2ulgo0xuV6ERoHsJshijt8-xcxb8kbpYnJxbvftgHNrzs4f4M7xLssXX8UV0/s400/fav-runner-4.gif" /></a> The "official" picture by the photographer....me.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMQTJi6iVnPcLs-3XSyUyOn_nsefwfCo3EdEUICU42jWcEMzgug-bWYuTdGXF0wY3kAOVTW2HlKfvQ00fS5GNr4s4vaI9uFjSnTnCqxjfTJBqXEy1mSl5ZGxhNaCBx_E1rKniSvadtmQ/s1600/fish-pine-knob-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501857824668946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMQTJi6iVnPcLs-3XSyUyOn_nsefwfCo3EdEUICU42jWcEMzgug-bWYuTdGXF0wY3kAOVTW2HlKfvQ00fS5GNr4s4vaI9uFjSnTnCqxjfTJBqXEy1mSl5ZGxhNaCBx_E1rKniSvadtmQ/s400/fish-pine-knob-1.gif" /></a> Chris fishing at Pine Knob....look close....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAk9wN6uAuNxQVpE0WSZUwfhjP-Gu7IPHAfzJwH1qNcBkUE3LR1sm7AQQTAm95t2hJKb2DM1HV_nQcj-yS_yrFjRf4aivzK5Ul_F1Xqcy2r8sAIDDu5eby9OkZZNNxuTmI8ZsiWSWID0/s1600/fish-PN-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501847460114962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAk9wN6uAuNxQVpE0WSZUwfhjP-Gu7IPHAfzJwH1qNcBkUE3LR1sm7AQQTAm95t2hJKb2DM1HV_nQcj-yS_yrFjRf4aivzK5Ul_F1Xqcy2r8sAIDDu5eby9OkZZNNxuTmI8ZsiWSWID0/s400/fish-PN-2.gif" /></a> Chris bringing the boat around to load it....
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtemcCtkTmjb7rlx2a_hZcznbrTc13b9aWQtdsXn9NqQFO1n42LJtK9DWohyphenhyphenOvb9SOjsM_OK6Dvy3vaBHS-m7eAf7MLJWpsXYBm23JjclSg5GD40T4R2-2fJTfYurMyNr-AuP1gz_Q0SA/s1600/fish-PN-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501834005303954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtemcCtkTmjb7rlx2a_hZcznbrTc13b9aWQtdsXn9NqQFO1n42LJtK9DWohyphenhyphenOvb9SOjsM_OK6Dvy3vaBHS-m7eAf7MLJWpsXYBm23JjclSg5GD40T4R2-2fJTfYurMyNr-AuP1gz_Q0SA/s400/fish-PN-3.gif" /></a> Loading boat at Pine Knob. Note all of the lilly pads. The whole lake is surrounded with them.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2HXYFNbsKV_k6FXWjPuyp2VYONdUTN7l851Il2rRSyQb4mDsNrYMWkZa6jjn_VwCKhB1ROTIsMRKMO5OMwdBoHb_Vx11xw5whbcfGThGVMcOVjpI-TBORqS5qj6E3nSIgU1ecj-h9M4/s1600/fish-PN-4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501824340386690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO2HXYFNbsKV_k6FXWjPuyp2VYONdUTN7l851Il2rRSyQb4mDsNrYMWkZa6jjn_VwCKhB1ROTIsMRKMO5OMwdBoHb_Vx11xw5whbcfGThGVMcOVjpI-TBORqS5qj6E3nSIgU1ecj-h9M4/s400/fish-PN-4.gif" /></a> Chris brought one of the lilly pad flowers back to the camper. Funny thing about it. In the afternoon each day it closed up; then in the morning it opened. Very beautiful
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_xdJLrioQ_Y3lCPZ97b0KQEvCXvrs7I4PhMg2oNAxst2lc4fm41gw4C6DAoMaxzPfy_GvXQmKcWbPZ8HI8p_r6k0ieeaGbB420IBhQsQEnbY8E_0XRslritgRNUX3NQb53bGruNghzw/s1600/hawian-drs-contst.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501820019823538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_xdJLrioQ_Y3lCPZ97b0KQEvCXvrs7I4PhMg2oNAxst2lc4fm41gw4C6DAoMaxzPfy_GvXQmKcWbPZ8HI8p_r6k0ieeaGbB420IBhQsQEnbY8E_0XRslritgRNUX3NQb53bGruNghzw/s400/hawian-drs-contst.gif" /></a> Two weeks ago there was a Hawaiian theme at the campground. Here is the contest for dressing up Hawaiian.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHCRQeJQpzeq1cpZN7G8HPUXsK_ycMUsrIwL5JzF4NB8-fB80AwoIAowNP7jWOcaW2KmhlbbNuLXbWcpvWbgY2owK4O0rh6vx_lKlRPJwuCxwHcouO7jCtQ4UHeB5C72iXk99NiH6rxs/s1600/hawian-drs-contst-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501238607088786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHCRQeJQpzeq1cpZN7G8HPUXsK_ycMUsrIwL5JzF4NB8-fB80AwoIAowNP7jWOcaW2KmhlbbNuLXbWcpvWbgY2owK4O0rh6vx_lKlRPJwuCxwHcouO7jCtQ4UHeB5C72iXk99NiH6rxs/s400/hawian-drs-contst-2.gif" /></a> This was not fair.....because I had a moo-moo from when we went to Hawaii. Perfect time to wear it.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfEKtWIynBhnFL3hQWKb_ce_nPg0j_ZoQqzuyrvioHMAz17-dQ52GMnB9PPOP0Gf-SKSh9ZgsGDjkEdw_cCxaKIyKEG2AQolD5OjHP-C_iAfR3-bgaDybJKKAqBYY9biKClBieEgo87ec/s1600/limbo.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501229590240306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfEKtWIynBhnFL3hQWKb_ce_nPg0j_ZoQqzuyrvioHMAz17-dQ52GMnB9PPOP0Gf-SKSh9ZgsGDjkEdw_cCxaKIyKEG2AQolD5OjHP-C_iAfR3-bgaDybJKKAqBYY9biKClBieEgo87ec/s400/limbo.gif" /></a> Here's the activity director doing the limbo. Believe me.....it didn't get much lower than this.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2hXWw3qyMV1devBnVxcf6fCRSDTiTc0BFLn_Bw1nU8GTueIEXW6eK023J0cp_JakQ44vDxVKTVvxK1KXV4vvKkbyOV7qJ-Cr5wPFeG33VPJN3yo1apDUeK_Djhim62kdy_ExVTNQSic/s1600/party-boat.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501220776229538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2hXWw3qyMV1devBnVxcf6fCRSDTiTc0BFLn_Bw1nU8GTueIEXW6eK023J0cp_JakQ44vDxVKTVvxK1KXV4vvKkbyOV7qJ-Cr5wPFeG33VPJN3yo1apDUeK_Djhim62kdy_ExVTNQSic/s400/party-boat.gif" /></a> During those awefully hot days last week....look what we saw out in the lake. These lake folks had four pontoons lashed together just floating around in the lake. And I bet there was a lot of drinking and eating going on out there. You can even see a head out in the lake....they were swimming out there. Chris often says that he would love to jump in out in the middle of the lake because the water is so clear and warmer out there....but he couldn't get back in the boat. Big problem!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOJq_RvBe3Tyu5LLco7NtYirukd6UuOVWYel579iB6KGf41cutTh2a5Ha0SvTzdYFd3If49h6LCgosc6bLN77luCzi5_lgHyNy2ozkOfj3Y1Ajmma_y6Bw-kHzwwpMfq6pjMe2DaNENs/s1600/rus-dick-fish-1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638501207842267186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOJq_RvBe3Tyu5LLco7NtYirukd6UuOVWYel579iB6KGf41cutTh2a5Ha0SvTzdYFd3If49h6LCgosc6bLN77luCzi5_lgHyNy2ozkOfj3Y1Ajmma_y6Bw-kHzwwpMfq6pjMe2DaNENs/s400/rus-dick-fish-1.gif" /></a> Chris is here going out fishing one night last week. In the back is Dick, Chris' fishing buddy. He met him here while Dick was fishing from the dock. Chris offered him to go out in the boat with him. And the rest is history. In the front of the boat is Russ, the director of maintenance here at the camp. Very nice young man.
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<br /><div>Please pray for the families of those 21 special forces who died in Afganistan last week....and the other Americans on that helicopter. May they rest in peace. We are grateful for their services and sacrifice.</div>
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<br />Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-82913929211395419822011-07-29T14:15:00.005-04:002011-07-29T14:43:37.221-04:00PINE KNOB COUNTY PARKFor weeks we have been driving past this sign at the entrance of a near b y county park. Last week I purposely slowed myself down and drove in. Why on earth was I rushing past each time. I have all the time in the world to slow down and enjoy what is here.<br />I found what I thought was an absolute treasure: a 3D archery range with 26 targets on an almost 2 mile course. Half of it is wheel chair accessable. It has raised platforms so that one can shoot from an elevated place. It has a fishing lake, a concrete boat launch, a lodge, a bull's eye target field....and on and on. Chris and I have taken both trails and find it absolutely a boat load of fun! Chris plans on bringing the little boat and puting it in this lake and try the fishing there. It's only about 20 feet deep.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJh5ZqSfnIezdtZ6JZY3ke16Z1Rm7L7cMxV7EoxcYQF7HXxH20nA2wcTMEh46PKxg9jQb-7ZOtSsWuGzEFmKIjzm42brfqcf4I1YC-W8k008qmrz2a7XcoBCCIWKarHZuNjGSbzLMjR2Y/s1600/sign.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634841335022228114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJh5ZqSfnIezdtZ6JZY3ke16Z1Rm7L7cMxV7EoxcYQF7HXxH20nA2wcTMEh46PKxg9jQb-7ZOtSsWuGzEFmKIjzm42brfqcf4I1YC-W8k008qmrz2a7XcoBCCIWKarHZuNjGSbzLMjR2Y/s400/sign.gif" /></a> I have not put these pictures in any special order. I will not bore you with a constant narative. Just enjoy a bit of what we experienced.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdgInD-vbBi5NHxFpPXOAhae_ifMGJm2RKZakLQijs5jYh_mh6pNDzN9ra2oWJkFUPpCtdeiBKhRTytqVgAzKawp2QXK9mbjWhNckPLL63PYJ3dnCUBG7jmGHcw2-NT997Y0YZ2efCZc/s1600/15.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634841318414423362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdgInD-vbBi5NHxFpPXOAhae_ifMGJm2RKZakLQijs5jYh_mh6pNDzN9ra2oWJkFUPpCtdeiBKhRTytqVgAzKawp2QXK9mbjWhNckPLL63PYJ3dnCUBG7jmGHcw2-NT997Y0YZ2efCZc/s400/15.gif" /></a> A bear target....look close....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTPq0YoGBGXuSzYN6Izefe1gkp4PqGb-h_SoVkyupH3yIvcAZ_kTF8WcILsg8Mdjf_4fwNg1KWbeNQeDT4AdHTdn9t2D4z_y-EvepjYkhl0fPJxS9E34h_l9ReicGCxFCS2R6VyFzFv4/s1600/cat-tails.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634841307438865762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTPq0YoGBGXuSzYN6Izefe1gkp4PqGb-h_SoVkyupH3yIvcAZ_kTF8WcILsg8Mdjf_4fwNg1KWbeNQeDT4AdHTdn9t2D4z_y-EvepjYkhl0fPJxS9E34h_l9ReicGCxFCS2R6VyFzFv4/s400/cat-tails.gif" /></a> I seldom see cat tails any more.....and here they are...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tRn-ZPcbU5usXQzSAOLDY1e7OvIx0nL-o9n-fuLBX_EXnZJ0agGGeAYmHwBJLJJ3qkzRcAngfoIJ4pbsd6ZHFsiuyyIL3WgkW1AfiAV5rrUwGutM_jsydiPz-qLXgeTeKK0VSBPLg1E/s1600/Copy-of-photo6.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840933371559826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tRn-ZPcbU5usXQzSAOLDY1e7OvIx0nL-o9n-fuLBX_EXnZJ0agGGeAYmHwBJLJJ3qkzRcAngfoIJ4pbsd6ZHFsiuyyIL3WgkW1AfiAV5rrUwGutM_jsydiPz-qLXgeTeKK0VSBPLg1E/s400/Copy-of-photo6.gif" /></a> anotheer target.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzbhOr2mwfBFI94z4EmEpfDKyvjKKmga4Y2x9PhOgX0CwjPdmQF8FZ51DJRVwX31KJaC69Bn3GVtVdmxaOUcObQB_CApmEDcAWqE_9ESpWSutXGefbI9BB9EJT0eq0f5GZGwmiSreUUc/s1600/IMG_1645.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840918840513602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzbhOr2mwfBFI94z4EmEpfDKyvjKKmga4Y2x9PhOgX0CwjPdmQF8FZ51DJRVwX31KJaC69Bn3GVtVdmxaOUcObQB_CApmEDcAWqE_9ESpWSutXGefbI9BB9EJT0eq0f5GZGwmiSreUUc/s400/IMG_1645.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_ztGjeF4lO3PrYQUouuKdL9Ll1LRFC5KP6k3VvOXN9OPrffpc1Sz0ztTAo4w-PIoOur8e382i1KUbsOUMUqp6lt1297StfM53mGyVLNS0Hw0DYmcNQ592tZeGP2Zm1-zQ0Sye7qTzsI/s1600/IMG_1648.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840902748531138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_ztGjeF4lO3PrYQUouuKdL9Ll1LRFC5KP6k3VvOXN9OPrffpc1Sz0ztTAo4w-PIoOur8e382i1KUbsOUMUqp6lt1297StfM53mGyVLNS0Hw0DYmcNQ592tZeGP2Zm1-zQ0Sye7qTzsI/s400/IMG_1648.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5QL7Lk7tpYVAXxDG7s2Ez_Q9oVIKjo1wX838T7Iiym2SGZpg-daZOB8jNtBn6IitEpTP0GJNm0PKZBIvRiZcGdjXw-Dio6yC9TZR7E8I3ji0hiyvIvdyNo4l6v0kA7Uv8FpQF5yXAwhE/s1600/IMG_1653.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840892316781666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5QL7Lk7tpYVAXxDG7s2Ez_Q9oVIKjo1wX838T7Iiym2SGZpg-daZOB8jNtBn6IitEpTP0GJNm0PKZBIvRiZcGdjXw-Dio6yC9TZR7E8I3ji0hiyvIvdyNo4l6v0kA7Uv8FpQF5yXAwhE/s400/IMG_1653.gif" /></a> Tommy was "hunting" the entire way.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6r_gAHXYzbf10IVnGhQW61sYbz6vRUjNqy29C7wOjDxaAYldK3UYpkTzW7AUZbJTwjx5CDp9VdxNqHfG7iySeTlCtb0cwGPxsI2z-qDEHVvCvON8TBTO5A1SPMc-HDsdAI_c8gxuQqa0/s1600/IMG_1654.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840883588565794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6r_gAHXYzbf10IVnGhQW61sYbz6vRUjNqy29C7wOjDxaAYldK3UYpkTzW7AUZbJTwjx5CDp9VdxNqHfG7iySeTlCtb0cwGPxsI2z-qDEHVvCvON8TBTO5A1SPMc-HDsdAI_c8gxuQqa0/s400/IMG_1654.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQAMy2WU1fS9rUAqFSVG5OlFlQEEsaTc6n4Sl6kYlhdmewM9lABvW92xBck17kaP4z9z7i1cDEZO8Nuq6W4Lr3KjEE9Fts2R_lKIrz6xjT4ehqW2brzTJCaDW8gfNsHqqds_pHPcqHQg/s1600/IMG_1655.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840353748572002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQAMy2WU1fS9rUAqFSVG5OlFlQEEsaTc6n4Sl6kYlhdmewM9lABvW92xBck17kaP4z9z7i1cDEZO8Nuq6W4Lr3KjEE9Fts2R_lKIrz6xjT4ehqW2brzTJCaDW8gfNsHqqds_pHPcqHQg/s400/IMG_1655.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCINGTUM1RWxNIqcK2vR2nOk1wbXQwA7P2aLNEhxb0ZS3iIXHBs-Jgtb3x1Ap-4wcLbShQkKRq74QVhgGKC2uKqbzADRTST3CADz6hPYineSUJujiL4i6-nXsOzipFapRL4KNgNs4gfI/s1600/IMG_1665.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840342289394146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCINGTUM1RWxNIqcK2vR2nOk1wbXQwA7P2aLNEhxb0ZS3iIXHBs-Jgtb3x1Ap-4wcLbShQkKRq74QVhgGKC2uKqbzADRTST3CADz6hPYineSUJujiL4i6-nXsOzipFapRL4KNgNs4gfI/s400/IMG_1665.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLmNzTHIqydcc91AChg9054OYw-ctpXarKcb78k3Fpqw8vu6h0els7Vz_pUznBWLtLL2RMsgEIENhPgUbYohPEI5EIwTvlMZQ5tJ63TEvK-oQ2iQ5nYt4cMU8qGgtiSTy5la1rzyEMYi4/s1600/lake.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840332081003762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLmNzTHIqydcc91AChg9054OYw-ctpXarKcb78k3Fpqw8vu6h0els7Vz_pUznBWLtLL2RMsgEIENhPgUbYohPEI5EIwTvlMZQ5tJ63TEvK-oQ2iQ5nYt4cMU8qGgtiSTy5la1rzyEMYi4/s400/lake.gif" /></a> Peek-a-boo, I see you....<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcFBgBoLMxxZ3AXj05lgad2tQ59hYod6W2qpxiwGj28wZrVMdsdvee7BVzC7TVcNoCB7VTOqMZHPznlx-XigZsfUsqrP1KoeP_4vO8sGBCC-hqwRYulDm-hZjaOCcavwMobWCurer2uCE/s1600/photo4.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840309790973698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcFBgBoLMxxZ3AXj05lgad2tQ59hYod6W2qpxiwGj28wZrVMdsdvee7BVzC7TVcNoCB7VTOqMZHPznlx-XigZsfUsqrP1KoeP_4vO8sGBCC-hqwRYulDm-hZjaOCcavwMobWCurer2uCE/s400/photo4.gif" /></a> That's the shirt I tye-died a couple of weeks ago. I have NOT missed my artistic calling....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqsqYdbCoeG3_hxqMWU7zVjSWCpaV1bgmHPdNRgZAHUHHHvBy2G8-3fmWhh0YjvS2Cp_t4Lo53qJ6u_y5l_NjFzmhFpHK-xnQi4ydqeNftuu2fX3N4B3rhHBP1wT6kzgGujF3mlfcPo3E/s1600/photo.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634840291821154034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqsqYdbCoeG3_hxqMWU7zVjSWCpaV1bgmHPdNRgZAHUHHHvBy2G8-3fmWhh0YjvS2Cp_t4Lo53qJ6u_y5l_NjFzmhFpHK-xnQi4ydqeNftuu2fX3N4B3rhHBP1wT6kzgGujF3mlfcPo3E/s400/photo.gif" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><p>Now....if only you could smell this.....</p><br /><br /><p>The pictures do not do justice to this county park that was donated to LaGrange County. They are making many improvements with grant money. That sounds like your and my tax money at work....or is that a "shovel-ready" project. Whatever it is....it's awesome.</p><br /><br /><p>So, until we "connect" again...</p>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-83746604215178178262011-07-28T11:04:00.006-04:002011-07-28T11:53:36.567-04:00JULY STEAMS ONWe love to host family and friends at our summer "lake home". And besides, with the terribly sticky and mucky July that we've had so far....Twin Lake is a good escape and gives us a hard found breeze.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvdrNd09OfsjUklfzeE6Umcc-Ti2nI3OjlN0qGJzUPikfbMq18Jo9fbqgMGk3MQbtWq1l4vI0PAG1MBJ5_zoj15mej32byR86nXiNHpdm2mFMhOFceo0PJ80GLB5q02ibiUOzuzB1jr4/s1600/on-boat.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420942805453330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvdrNd09OfsjUklfzeE6Umcc-Ti2nI3OjlN0qGJzUPikfbMq18Jo9fbqgMGk3MQbtWq1l4vI0PAG1MBJ5_zoj15mej32byR86nXiNHpdm2mFMhOFceo0PJ80GLB5q02ibiUOzuzB1jr4/s400/on-boat.gif" /></a>Andrea and I wanted to go to Shipshewana flea market. When she came with little Charolette, we used the occasion to get out on the boat....and searched all over that lake for an elusive breeze!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf5wyKDBK5fMi297DFkYcznEy8ryyZnEPPFri8zcGc4yAOVOsmVmprfeC_A0N5hQYnunrxtt1LDqidA7oSxhjXkbtj0c73ZOQTXNLb1ctSU9YrECaF4ks1wHEYMUlUMv0Ij3IpMLgGhU8/s1600/CJ.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420575788509602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf5wyKDBK5fMi297DFkYcznEy8ryyZnEPPFri8zcGc4yAOVOsmVmprfeC_A0N5hQYnunrxtt1LDqidA7oSxhjXkbtj0c73ZOQTXNLb1ctSU9YrECaF4ks1wHEYMUlUMv0Ij3IpMLgGhU8/s400/CJ.gif" /></a> The movie star pose from Charolette.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijS1FH8i0QeMH10QuD_vNg5asreu-5W3DfnjtSmmoZ2wPdNLYsY5MxE-A3TArfbzoEaOxzHjpTzatfUYe7swSjyIU9mv5dM6YAbKwD8HzQ00_nKGvKqZRxaj6KdPli0oSqH-B9nQSInL8/s1600/C%2526D-smores.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420566335624754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijS1FH8i0QeMH10QuD_vNg5asreu-5W3DfnjtSmmoZ2wPdNLYsY5MxE-A3TArfbzoEaOxzHjpTzatfUYe7swSjyIU9mv5dM6YAbKwD8HzQ00_nKGvKqZRxaj6KdPli0oSqH-B9nQSInL8/s400/C%2526D-smores.gif" /></a> Last week two other grandkids came to go fishing....but of course we had to do smores. Ya can't go camping with a camp fire....120 degrees or not.... It was so hot, I was not eager to have Chris start a fire. But Charlie & Dawson won out.....and enjoyed their smores. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZahYNXSZ54qt8UFripQCW7-BQ0b2Wt7EOWypFAmak5Xnk-KQSjxUFsXvv4MXHwvODutQ7CwRe9yX6wx_ITVVH-ba56ODV3zRe_oPDY3WZ0SvI3jhdrC9PGMH5cvcdTGeHuWf4Ql9FVX8/s1600/dawson-%2526-ch-fishing.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420137155912018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZahYNXSZ54qt8UFripQCW7-BQ0b2Wt7EOWypFAmak5Xnk-KQSjxUFsXvv4MXHwvODutQ7CwRe9yX6wx_ITVVH-ba56ODV3zRe_oPDY3WZ0SvI3jhdrC9PGMH5cvcdTGeHuWf4Ql9FVX8/s400/dawson-%2526-ch-fishing.gif" /></a> Grandpa made the announcement that they would be going fishing at 6 am because the heat of the day was just too hot to sit on the water in a boat. Luckily, the morning was overcast....so they were able to stay out fishing for four hours!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4pjdf_wQLAA_REiK_GNHoakbZlN0dN2MxfcN2o4ip3io6tpjW5pXY2SgOiuVd_jfI37HL9i2CRZgsQmpbJc7XmRMmsilWKoaeuOnocU02JxCmjOpYrb0ep4JwvJvZbE0ffRL7Wx0kMg/s1600/D-standing.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420118415078434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo4pjdf_wQLAA_REiK_GNHoakbZlN0dN2MxfcN2o4ip3io6tpjW5pXY2SgOiuVd_jfI37HL9i2CRZgsQmpbJc7XmRMmsilWKoaeuOnocU02JxCmjOpYrb0ep4JwvJvZbE0ffRL7Wx0kMg/s400/D-standing.gif" /></a> It would have been truly funny if Dawson actually fell in :) He was told to sit down multiple times; but I think that he had watched bass fishing shows on TV (with the fishermen standing up in their boats) and thought that that was the way to fish. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESbAPz0j1iI48Ff8uOX51TV146viWOIFIWH6N_J5kG-4lli6lNwlIzPA6kqKbOpTfJO7juLZ-trUN1jLFT-BNgjNtxt-7-pNpYe-FNV_JWjRiP8Xgvx8XqwLUe-TgceU53aEqSpTuH7k/s1600/golf-cart-parade.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420106249205042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESbAPz0j1iI48Ff8uOX51TV146viWOIFIWH6N_J5kG-4lli6lNwlIzPA6kqKbOpTfJO7juLZ-trUN1jLFT-BNgjNtxt-7-pNpYe-FNV_JWjRiP8Xgvx8XqwLUe-TgceU53aEqSpTuH7k/s400/golf-cart-parade.gif" /></a> A nice little non-official tradition at Twin Mills Camping Resort is the golf cart parade each Saturday night. Often the folks on the carts have candy that they pitch out for the kids. D & C thought that this was fantastic!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVJGU-SFQZNeOZcn4-ofUUFU7_tXxaSCSX3EdiHEe_SNWza3kvBgYzN6Q7IIAB0I4av7633_CDHNYT6eAPChxDcYILuZfLu6oBsyGvGcTlYr_PjMNdDvpX0CMLuCV1pBb8q1y3wYPgvM/s1600/lily-pads.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420097022356898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVJGU-SFQZNeOZcn4-ofUUFU7_tXxaSCSX3EdiHEe_SNWza3kvBgYzN6Q7IIAB0I4av7633_CDHNYT6eAPChxDcYILuZfLu6oBsyGvGcTlYr_PjMNdDvpX0CMLuCV1pBb8q1y3wYPgvM/s400/lily-pads.gif" /></a> More pretty pictures of lilly pads in bloom.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqhAOjRJ67ZcXXCJJqMC7IYB-XzmztQZOKecYgwgjF8ubH5NuG3SR1pUJ0SZA8Jb3_1VXpkmrlSDXQIW884VXXJX3B25LRazMcGguNBlS8HqzAXF4RECEO3PL1LzYPPHuV8b-O6EQNMQ/s1600/pickle.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634420084906353954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqhAOjRJ67ZcXXCJJqMC7IYB-XzmztQZOKecYgwgjF8ubH5NuG3SR1pUJ0SZA8Jb3_1VXpkmrlSDXQIW884VXXJX3B25LRazMcGguNBlS8HqzAXF4RECEO3PL1LzYPPHuV8b-O6EQNMQ/s400/pickle.gif" /></a> Another cucumber. They don't seem to get much bigger than big pickle size. But they keep coming along slowly, and we eat them as they come. <br /><br /><div>We found a county park near here. I will have some pictures of it the next time we "connect".</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-53866026564490420982011-07-17T13:56:00.005-04:002011-07-17T14:27:09.073-04:00July 16; CHRISTMAS IN JULYWhoever would-a expected this???? What fun. The activity person from the campground asked a couple of the maintenance guys to be Santa. But, being smart as they were, they went directly to the real Santa, and asked him to SAVE THEM! They were going to have to wear those hot cottom beards....and that would not fool these kids.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOtSRbsv5ZPU6yZEfuDMc-_ce9ej9TkjZpP4aId76dDfxOzPv0j9MkW8m_YLe2H6xyyfcpkomUeDSzoTgksoWFI9zLf578FMzNoLU6KSpiZm8cK-K1vDJeL9rMu95_alh6KOSK2JkHq4U/s1600/santa.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383951034358802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOtSRbsv5ZPU6yZEfuDMc-_ce9ej9TkjZpP4aId76dDfxOzPv0j9MkW8m_YLe2H6xyyfcpkomUeDSzoTgksoWFI9zLf578FMzNoLU6KSpiZm8cK-K1vDJeL9rMu95_alh6KOSK2JkHq4U/s400/santa.gif" /></a> So....it all came together in 90 + degrees. Surely not the temperature of the North Pole. Since the reindeer are on vacation in Alaska, Twin Mills gave us a golf cart and lots of candy. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaU8hAEKmyifo2ZJcc5wQMrzOBW40ZlGGp2TjSFPYqiGLlqdFzQW8q6X5PNgZ8gBWiXTD3bCuPOoX_eWdrdwG_0U1WzKsRr3h8aNXLEzYtXLRVhoDSRosAgPt5wRUpOiUIjmbwF-sSvc/s1600/santa-3.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383714358099986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaU8hAEKmyifo2ZJcc5wQMrzOBW40ZlGGp2TjSFPYqiGLlqdFzQW8q6X5PNgZ8gBWiXTD3bCuPOoX_eWdrdwG_0U1WzKsRr3h8aNXLEzYtXLRVhoDSRosAgPt5wRUpOiUIjmbwF-sSvc/s400/santa-3.gif" /></a> The kids got right into the swing of it. Some campsites even had Christmas lights and blow up Santas (which normally make me gag....but it was cute this time)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJdzq_Zae85HGnyxAHDc0A0M-V6HntP041zavEToRuf44W4ArIXWtfJGNIGTmzK9M7qV87gY1zR14AyzQKv3GowUunCFSS_cHo1s_kG_bRQ2RPdG-H6Fpb7-uureMBAvTL3LSstzA6uE/s1600/santa-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383701374998690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJdzq_Zae85HGnyxAHDc0A0M-V6HntP041zavEToRuf44W4ArIXWtfJGNIGTmzK9M7qV87gY1zR14AyzQKv3GowUunCFSS_cHo1s_kG_bRQ2RPdG-H6Fpb7-uureMBAvTL3LSstzA6uE/s400/santa-2.gif" /></a> At times we would turn into a camping area and saw a mob of kids converging on our sleigh. Was lots of fun, if not an exhausting one in the heat. We have Charlie and Dawson visiting, so Charlie got to ride in the rumble seat of the "sleigh". <br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6tzG8hiTkO6dlRysr1xlZPkQPA9S33sl7w9EBdliDGJZ_o2IWu3w3Lz3CubbZWquAyVzc4Y-x2-PTtR8ASMw0t1gJXCgck6b92DJyjx-ST9Kut0lVTSLHxjm6uzJ88mSatmtO1BredL8/s1600/buggy-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383058041512690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6tzG8hiTkO6dlRysr1xlZPkQPA9S33sl7w9EBdliDGJZ_o2IWu3w3Lz3CubbZWquAyVzc4Y-x2-PTtR8ASMw0t1gJXCgck6b92DJyjx-ST9Kut0lVTSLHxjm6uzJ88mSatmtO1BredL8/s400/buggy-2.gif" /></a> This is a common site in this area....to see an Amish horse and buggy along the road, or parked in WalMart or Pizza Hut parking lots.....yes, parking lots here have hitching posts. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbvIXBvgg9D94dPStYRLor-j47NBanBgXV6zNn_FkzVF9z5NuGxeWcGj1vFi__4eR35uFxPQxYTzXOUW0u7-mVDsq2LFMK5A2ie8JOxSV9YS1rc5tpFsllRDem1-ZYqD_XRgqcILkP2k/s1600/buggy.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383047628029074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwbvIXBvgg9D94dPStYRLor-j47NBanBgXV6zNn_FkzVF9z5NuGxeWcGj1vFi__4eR35uFxPQxYTzXOUW0u7-mVDsq2LFMK5A2ie8JOxSV9YS1rc5tpFsllRDem1-ZYqD_XRgqcILkP2k/s400/buggy.gif" /></a> A very few are open buggies. I just love the Amish horses: they are sleek and move right along. Nothing fat about them....they are worked!</div><br /><div>We see lots of Amish in the campground; which surprised me. I don't know what I expected....but it surely wasn't seeing Amish camping, swimming, fishing, etc.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Y59QMNJfBNJPPbdoftsEGr9Cu0223x6QTuYbs8reHZdMiU2o9Q54ZU1WsILU_YGooSpzFALP_FWNXic5szK-7C3_c3SzocQpS3k34H2IykZeeMnYBa2nTwJcjaMBezgeGbiQqCBzz9s/s1600/museum.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383034514244002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Y59QMNJfBNJPPbdoftsEGr9Cu0223x6QTuYbs8reHZdMiU2o9Q54ZU1WsILU_YGooSpzFALP_FWNXic5szK-7C3_c3SzocQpS3k34H2IykZeeMnYBa2nTwJcjaMBezgeGbiQqCBzz9s/s400/museum.gif" /></a> One day last week, Chris and I went to the Menno-Hof museum in Shipshewanna, so that I could have some of my questions answered. It was most worth while and enjoyable. I recommend it to anyone in this area. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6drOfF2bddWyU-BYMkIKYPlkYMbWPjY9j-6FvH8lMr3ig4mntV9UP4il51NACCyuzJ0UJUqxGKMN_TYjCIUsCi7Pi0ZSekEZCYSH7Kxxt9eraU8lb2ez_iCqqxLOExKsCzi2zz1TbhY/s1600/pickle.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630383025048149346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6drOfF2bddWyU-BYMkIKYPlkYMbWPjY9j-6FvH8lMr3ig4mntV9UP4il51NACCyuzJ0UJUqxGKMN_TYjCIUsCi7Pi0ZSekEZCYSH7Kxxt9eraU8lb2ez_iCqqxLOExKsCzi2zz1TbhY/s400/pickle.gif" /></a> Our second cucumber! We have only 4 golf ball size tomatoes. Our midget garden is not really very proliferous. So I frequent the Saturday Farmer's Market in Howe.....right across from the ice cream parlor....easy to find. </div><br /><div>Last Monday morning, a horrible and quick storm blew through here. We were in Sturgis shopping. When we came out of Krogers, we noticed that it was as dark as night outside. We headed for home, concerned about our awning on the camper.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzk60yH4D5GgRSAwWucI0UTz4TVmPeUkh0SsQ9s7y76smYfDA9gOZajXl2Xh7u3VOKGwDMpwAo4tpTlov6YzIhWyEmQTFT6oQ5J9Ru9tG__nXh77DbNKIZCknWhhBhf5m5PfPR1Yw8T4M/s1600/storm-damage.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382265496952258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzk60yH4D5GgRSAwWucI0UTz4TVmPeUkh0SsQ9s7y76smYfDA9gOZajXl2Xh7u3VOKGwDMpwAo4tpTlov6YzIhWyEmQTFT6oQ5J9Ru9tG__nXh77DbNKIZCknWhhBhf5m5PfPR1Yw8T4M/s400/storm-damage.gif" /></a> Driving through the torrential rains, we arrived at the campground, 5 miles from Sturgis, when most of the storm was over. Our awning was fine since we have the corners "dog tied" to the ground. But other folks were not as lucky. One neighbor had his awning picked up and pulled apart; trees were down on the north side of the lake; roofs blown off. Limbs were down througout the campground. Quite a blow! We saw whitecaps on the lake. One bass boat that was anchored with a shallow water anchor that was drilled into the bottom of the lake, took water and almost sank. We took this picture from our boat.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLfOAeYtrtaDzm0aT2EEJffsROfnWUqvxso-ANTBF_g7LSnFzAmHHhc34N1-brQCv7EKHqmDDJzvUdq3Ydf3xo72fzScLx3dytRoF2BbOREydFdBNtGzwe3MeufKLD5LAolRfdk4C_Cw/s1600/swan.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382254777559634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLfOAeYtrtaDzm0aT2EEJffsROfnWUqvxso-ANTBF_g7LSnFzAmHHhc34N1-brQCv7EKHqmDDJzvUdq3Ydf3xo72fzScLx3dytRoF2BbOREydFdBNtGzwe3MeufKLD5LAolRfdk4C_Cw/s400/swan.gif" /></a> Cruising the lake....Haven't seen their signets in a week or so; hope they didn't get eaten by something :(<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtpjmd6QsdupVy744q7aun2BC2rKKbqN3P0ozBWit1AY1DANJFg-3jwvmWrHjROyMKEI0Iy4wn5KRmoGlrVAvRMuHTmNV9jH7C-i_TgqDexjQt4YZ9hPbNd8Dk6w68U6TAGA1pMdk36o/s1600/tom-on-boat-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382245218684354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtpjmd6QsdupVy744q7aun2BC2rKKbqN3P0ozBWit1AY1DANJFg-3jwvmWrHjROyMKEI0Iy4wn5KRmoGlrVAvRMuHTmNV9jH7C-i_TgqDexjQt4YZ9hPbNd8Dk6w68U6TAGA1pMdk36o/s400/tom-on-boat-2.gif" /></a> Tommy is very comfy on the boat; she sticks her nose in the wind for a while; then she settles down to chill.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7blqswmX5NYRJ0PZx0dHmTIX3Ffq8MzCFR7mw5S-_4HVjPBbCV6YfhQ5YAngry3Vu5E6buBVxnM8V3GDcNEQBLUpjVPcRYx5beN5HyGYktKqfROPT_LYabu5Bqqs9_vWLNZy40FAqArg/s1600/tom-on-boat.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382239204469746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7blqswmX5NYRJ0PZx0dHmTIX3Ffq8MzCFR7mw5S-_4HVjPBbCV6YfhQ5YAngry3Vu5E6buBVxnM8V3GDcNEQBLUpjVPcRYx5beN5HyGYktKqfROPT_LYabu5Bqqs9_vWLNZy40FAqArg/s400/tom-on-boat.gif" /></a> Our "salty dog"....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzc0LhsHCMZREvG8M6b1m5HomiuJ-z-qWGStdKldGcMHTPhBuuts0p3Z-hx1G_QeXT5e3vHFTlu9XcMdr7rnj62F3CgGadYkMDIyRbBXtdXHGzUDuRccD2-ksRP7uXcuq6II1dVFYeA34/s1600/sunnset.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382228889007298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzc0LhsHCMZREvG8M6b1m5HomiuJ-z-qWGStdKldGcMHTPhBuuts0p3Z-hx1G_QeXT5e3vHFTlu9XcMdr7rnj62F3CgGadYkMDIyRbBXtdXHGzUDuRccD2-ksRP7uXcuq6II1dVFYeA34/s400/sunnset.gif" /></a> So ends another beautiful day at the lake....if not a scathingly hot one!!!!</div><br /><div>This heat sure isn't like Alaska....but at least we get a breeze on the lake. Chris and I are wondering where the summer is going!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Enjoy your summer, folks. Until we "connect" again...</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907471938879431464.post-64414056029169743122011-07-03T10:50:00.002-04:002011-07-03T11:17:31.174-04:00JULY 3; HOLIDAY WEEKEND....HOT....SURELY THIS IS NOT ALASKA!Unfortunately, one of our favorite stopping places is getting to be the wonderful ice cream shop in Howe.....just a few short miles away. :) This is so nice, especially on HOT HUMID days in Indiana.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP43FCnhQS1FKYu2of8vjo710OMEVlZwf4gF_48KBWQh8HyXB38_YoOkmyKo649M3X4kN3WgyEP5TXrs4GmTJwk30-zDnUtnR681-M9NK1ACCVLWJCawfIMrZnP1zKoQwiWFOQiWzoCoQ/s1600/ice-cream-howe.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134949967278082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP43FCnhQS1FKYu2of8vjo710OMEVlZwf4gF_48KBWQh8HyXB38_YoOkmyKo649M3X4kN3WgyEP5TXrs4GmTJwk30-zDnUtnR681-M9NK1ACCVLWJCawfIMrZnP1zKoQwiWFOQiWzoCoQ/s400/ice-cream-howe.gif" /></a> On Saturday, we had such a wonderful opportunity to view and cheer on the 9/11 beam as it was transported from Angola, down state route 120 to Osolo, in Elkhart, where it will be part of a memorial for firefighters and commemorate 9-11.<br />The day was hot....everyone stayed in good humor.....then.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJgUL26pGperVNL-_H-CFL36LY8YFqr-o5AfdBDedY_Jbj-aCiqsTIcFk00iV54qSCMbNGJU6vlAhyc5OVzvVBy0vQ2CQBLeyLUSg-X20iOYrdjlEaxm20bfn2ogDyYMdpbiNNpJEzWA/s1600/truck.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134945848468802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJgUL26pGperVNL-_H-CFL36LY8YFqr-o5AfdBDedY_Jbj-aCiqsTIcFk00iV54qSCMbNGJU6vlAhyc5OVzvVBy0vQ2CQBLeyLUSg-X20iOYrdjlEaxm20bfn2ogDyYMdpbiNNpJEzWA/s400/truck.gif" /></a> You can see the beam, which was once a part of the World Trade Center, on the rear of this truck, draped in a flag. Appropriately draped, as would a military casket would be....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExO6OzuNphLE6XYAtI-nTosoZnWW6XYT-PLp1yYPVCN0oXA_WmQYL_6w9PNdl456afFrPH14z2G4OLNaWBYycxCWatc3zmCNzl2ha6cx4cQNHC39Ou4OCD5kMs1C-qcMiLhbJwgjbXqA/s1600/emblem-on-truck.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134659577169074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExO6OzuNphLE6XYAtI-nTosoZnWW6XYT-PLp1yYPVCN0oXA_WmQYL_6w9PNdl456afFrPH14z2G4OLNaWBYycxCWatc3zmCNzl2ha6cx4cQNHC39Ou4OCD5kMs1C-qcMiLhbJwgjbXqA/s400/emblem-on-truck.gif" /></a> Here's a closer up view of the emblem on the truck pulling the beam.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_a5or_rRqWUm0m_qLj4_nKqiiHDdTvWjrEmsxTkvMvF9AlJqAXJPyecEbuXuMKW97RcyIIiqXos2coXMHwFhZdAUrhjubENZfVTVzF0TtVSwwr0RPGzyEI6fYeHAe8ZT1lDT_VCsmRk/s1600/beam.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134649490833826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf_a5or_rRqWUm0m_qLj4_nKqiiHDdTvWjrEmsxTkvMvF9AlJqAXJPyecEbuXuMKW97RcyIIiqXos2coXMHwFhZdAUrhjubENZfVTVzF0TtVSwwr0RPGzyEI6fYeHAe8ZT1lDT_VCsmRk/s400/beam.gif" /></a> The beam.....totally moving experience to stand in reverence to it being hauled by.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip7QiniAOtxMTC1F_ECBBM-4uNcgzq4gKPVeZl2VNZppeJKPYIGpG38e2x1HKU8vPa2DgB_4MK08bZGemomWtbGAKHABRJbtF9rACt41Y02zZ38L_LAfqScXXKK46e9P7rENmu4GZjujk/s1600/bike-riders.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625134639518190658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip7QiniAOtxMTC1F_ECBBM-4uNcgzq4gKPVeZl2VNZppeJKPYIGpG38e2x1HKU8vPa2DgB_4MK08bZGemomWtbGAKHABRJbtF9rACt41Y02zZ38L_LAfqScXXKK46e9P7rENmu4GZjujk/s400/bike-riders.gif" /></a> Then followed the thousands of bikers: estimated as perhaps 10,000; including the Indiana Patriot Guard, and the American Legion Riders.....among MANY others.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgdQs9SX9I0qzR71nZYCpgKgxIVHZoJT-ad8rzmJ30epRwyqx5dSLucJjVomHs-h8p1Z4GGI_Tcrj_OqtwsvLkJaSDCQsnQD7tmslhW7fvGFnVBdyO9PfjTv2DSEZ-RlWq8aL2o83oeg/s1600/rider-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133858617734866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgdQs9SX9I0qzR71nZYCpgKgxIVHZoJT-ad8rzmJ30epRwyqx5dSLucJjVomHs-h8p1Z4GGI_Tcrj_OqtwsvLkJaSDCQsnQD7tmslhW7fvGFnVBdyO9PfjTv2DSEZ-RlWq8aL2o83oeg/s400/rider-2.gif" /></a> Here's another very patriotic biker....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Mn3FZHjcpsMz2ir2-ViEh8cVVF49WuXlJmQVduXFQJaIzr3Iu7ggSXvzBpOT0Hx-_QFzxIS8xFfBzlEEKbpvDjTtWilJyzKp95p5DNi_uTGLW0cBGaCCXCds9TzMkF6l4FNDOUCBGmY/s1600/pickle.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133841364102882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Mn3FZHjcpsMz2ir2-ViEh8cVVF49WuXlJmQVduXFQJaIzr3Iu7ggSXvzBpOT0Hx-_QFzxIS8xFfBzlEEKbpvDjTtWilJyzKp95p5DNi_uTGLW0cBGaCCXCds9TzMkF6l4FNDOUCBGmY/s400/pickle.gif" /></a> Back to more mundane adventures.....our pickle plant gave us a second cucumber. That's more than I can say about our tomato plant....it just has blossoms, but no little green tomatoes. :(<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhEs3BOFV5RIEquBNwWT8CFsByrClNgw8GvE9H-vGslQFLiqTGsvce8u38e-x10od4vU9XNsALeYtfPj2FOMqOXyM-U2KF7s5pOBoB8ew-TIgAIO-osA1PVlLAmroyM4uqgFnYEyAM0c/s1600/tie-dying.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133822869733954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHhEs3BOFV5RIEquBNwWT8CFsByrClNgw8GvE9H-vGslQFLiqTGsvce8u38e-x10od4vU9XNsALeYtfPj2FOMqOXyM-U2KF7s5pOBoB8ew-TIgAIO-osA1PVlLAmroyM4uqgFnYEyAM0c/s400/tie-dying.gif" /></a> Here at the campground, the water is horrible. We have a filter on our drinking water. But, a couple of Chris' white t-shirts turned orange in places. Used iron-out on them....but the orange just came back. So....my idea.....the campground was doing a tie-dye craft for the campers. I just figured, "if ya can't lick it....join it". I decided to tie-dye the shirts. But I'm supposed to leave them in a plastic bag for a couple of weeks. When they are unveiled, I'll show you....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3WQknV7tP5kgljw18q5PQzHEAhGR8D4JfkeeHA3nFPudwa6mOPnHJhGuytqR_7zl1EjFtYB40MVYyVJPmYC2C3xUGeVJWTUvlNczzni5NRF8NlRECUNsesFtjQ4eUjQk_Exj6E9W22E/s1600/jackie.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133864975534258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3WQknV7tP5kgljw18q5PQzHEAhGR8D4JfkeeHA3nFPudwa6mOPnHJhGuytqR_7zl1EjFtYB40MVYyVJPmYC2C3xUGeVJWTUvlNczzni5NRF8NlRECUNsesFtjQ4eUjQk_Exj6E9W22E/s400/jackie.gif" /></a> My little "side-kick"....Jackie. She just loves being with people. Forever smiling :)<br /></div><br /><div>Last week, we went to visit our friends Greg & Kay at their summer cottage in Michigan. We had such a fun time. Here are some of the pictures to show you:<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPl01mIf_vPXAAvqFAIhSJZRcChv0RDEHpXbp-Fn_pTffPoQscIcBufXjqsaW_705kueabJDsJmrki9ETPylp6eikrp7qMzUZcuwcEN7g1cbmU1nLBBTXGZj89yDgdNfG9u-7sO6q4NU/s1600/mirror-image.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133241330809042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPl01mIf_vPXAAvqFAIhSJZRcChv0RDEHpXbp-Fn_pTffPoQscIcBufXjqsaW_705kueabJDsJmrki9ETPylp6eikrp7qMzUZcuwcEN7g1cbmU1nLBBTXGZj89yDgdNfG9u-7sO6q4NU/s400/mirror-image.gif" /></a> The lake that they are on was so still and beautiful, that it was a mirror image of the shore. See if you can tell what's the reflection or the real thing....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8qlhth9v6R7DX20L1TJsCgfzptKvXV6VM4y8yjP8FUKOWTVy0wPs4tO1H_LsUIlqokhxwPia9Z3CU0pDVgpBOs0SUn5wEFyuCJ1QGD50OuZo3yCFs2gxQx4kSA7j4c_OsUFOmLuHrA0/s1600/chris-chillin.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625132693645284834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8qlhth9v6R7DX20L1TJsCgfzptKvXV6VM4y8yjP8FUKOWTVy0wPs4tO1H_LsUIlqokhxwPia9Z3CU0pDVgpBOs0SUn5wEFyuCJ1QGD50OuZo3yCFs2gxQx4kSA7j4c_OsUFOmLuHrA0/s400/chris-chillin.gif" /></a> We went for a nice ride on their pontoon boat....After taking their grandson, David, tubing, we just anchored and everyone (but me! Who would take the pictures if I were in the water?)</div><br /><div>jumped in for some wet fun. Here's Chris<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWPcyMQH3SP6a8SpitIvYpR9g_FjhsGsEoEphSXabTay8kFcLbmcnTSffkPTfS56QWD79kKSE2FDhddv4NWkjNsedvh6Oo7_s3bgdeLxfiOtSl_Ql1ntka0B3tBDEpsffMArE2uiY0a-4/s1600/white-water-tubing.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625131820114049682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWPcyMQH3SP6a8SpitIvYpR9g_FjhsGsEoEphSXabTay8kFcLbmcnTSffkPTfS56QWD79kKSE2FDhddv4NWkjNsedvh6Oo7_s3bgdeLxfiOtSl_Ql1ntka0B3tBDEpsffMArE2uiY0a-4/s400/white-water-tubing.gif" /></a> David enjoying his ride.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc_wcKqMkynBgHTzqNYgEjQQD2JQ05djBNDvK_iqO7WJVOIljJ334ZQV55T4FT4SkEQqATQmKoU251sKHhXudeQqxbx1A6OWq9z91IUuJY28wFu7vRVEUmxGUZzIyNfds5fSZ_eNXhC8E/s1600/david-2.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625132716321912578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc_wcKqMkynBgHTzqNYgEjQQD2JQ05djBNDvK_iqO7WJVOIljJ334ZQV55T4FT4SkEQqATQmKoU251sKHhXudeQqxbx1A6OWq9z91IUuJY28wFu7vRVEUmxGUZzIyNfds5fSZ_eNXhC8E/s400/david-2.gif" /></a> Soaking up the rays on the tube.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWurpKns0lCWNxT6Zz41geyFhUPBjZQL3PD6EZ7NzYxmZDBDTKJF6Pf644gCh3j8A5QYGHrS10kT-AAqXSutEvi9YYl-SZq5-JWJNIUy_UC2K_pocISSBGeEdZxs0qFVNyZ_WBibdVWAU/s1600/pettee%2527s-swimming.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625131812825853634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWurpKns0lCWNxT6Zz41geyFhUPBjZQL3PD6EZ7NzYxmZDBDTKJF6Pf644gCh3j8A5QYGHrS10kT-AAqXSutEvi9YYl-SZq5-JWJNIUy_UC2K_pocISSBGeEdZxs0qFVNyZ_WBibdVWAU/s400/pettee%2527s-swimming.gif" /></a> Then Greg called our mutual friends on the other side of the lake. Not letting us come and pick them up....they jumped in and swam a long way out to visit with us in the water. Then everyone (except me, of course) treaded water for a half hour and visited. Then Gary and Phillis swam back to their home. Not bad for a couple of 69 yr oldies.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiar7Q-WqBVLHh9tMWe1oOv6xCfgbSqqlxEkw5o7PlDv6SEoK4za1A4f27ZWFEKnUMS5gjH-e2jfXrXLGYGcq4jXw7WEsnNdsTCG3tyHpNb4V8vAOcBmVuKGsW9zW1Iw4ATvidF1yWXEBg/s1600/kay-tredding-water.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625131798512329970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiar7Q-WqBVLHh9tMWe1oOv6xCfgbSqqlxEkw5o7PlDv6SEoK4za1A4f27ZWFEKnUMS5gjH-e2jfXrXLGYGcq4jXw7WEsnNdsTCG3tyHpNb4V8vAOcBmVuKGsW9zW1Iw4ATvidF1yWXEBg/s400/kay-tredding-water.gif" /></a> Kay chillin int he beautiful water.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSBhjgwgZqFwpAwiSI89NqwpfavLvVGXOsw-XLF7VRmZqnloecUkIFLZR4gZU2VlA6mVLWVyMlIGTvQt1g_u0ncOdZVauqAxVPT9jnuoaGt-wqP04hcRxpMM1hyGTdViA9s0IwaDXW1Lw/s1600/heron-at-greg%2527s.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625131788201057938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSBhjgwgZqFwpAwiSI89NqwpfavLvVGXOsw-XLF7VRmZqnloecUkIFLZR4gZU2VlA6mVLWVyMlIGTvQt1g_u0ncOdZVauqAxVPT9jnuoaGt-wqP04hcRxpMM1hyGTdViA9s0IwaDXW1Lw/s400/heron-at-greg%2527s.gif" /></a> Across the lake there was a heron of some kind standing on the boat dock. At first I thought that it was a fake one.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGKfZ0Xd74u4_zbFyBdyDzdakgvDPn2cMdK9jTBzXKz-sp4GEaV8dvotd6y-J8C0Nl9GLvN-YhPs6YUfGONIVNknaFNFJ1duoe0kZ5e84DPIk4RTY524FUxYkCXBegWzy2fTPUVOfyZZE/s1600/duckies.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625131778805201650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGKfZ0Xd74u4_zbFyBdyDzdakgvDPn2cMdK9jTBzXKz-sp4GEaV8dvotd6y-J8C0Nl9GLvN-YhPs6YUfGONIVNknaFNFJ1duoe0kZ5e84DPIk4RTY524FUxYkCXBegWzy2fTPUVOfyZZE/s400/duckies.gif" /></a> Then mommy & daddy Canadian geese took their little ones for a swim. I thought that this was a very appropriate picture, considering the holiday.<br /><br /><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">A<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfxp77O6_dAgDV9hBcLQkXm8vbeth6YBM6go5TwMKW24oHJh2EZTZZg2H41ooSILk2mBXZGeoEaKxpYRXM4jfc5hy-LPJrn_2hQYBSp25qe4ZWLuMrrKdtkEgLCiFMXimbEQFn9Fqm5Y/s1600/photo-759473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624564878305292914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfxp77O6_dAgDV9hBcLQkXm8vbeth6YBM6go5TwMKW24oHJh2EZTZZg2H41ooSILk2mBXZGeoEaKxpYRXM4jfc5hy-LPJrn_2hQYBSp25qe4ZWLuMrrKdtkEgLCiFMXimbEQFn9Fqm5Y/s320/photo-759473.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p class="mobile-photo" align="justify">When the campers started rolling in here on Friday, the staff all looked their parts for the holiday. Mark is who I called "Captain America"....when I asked for a picture he decided to give me a good pose.</p><br /><p class="mobile-photo" align="justify">Happy Fourth everyone....</p><br /><p class="mobile-photo" align="justify">Until we connect again.....</p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Theresa VanderHorsthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16782884190817077107noreply@blogger.com0