My Struggle We near the end of the vacation and I sit at the kitchen table looking out over the lake and wonder – what did I accomplish? As I look I realize I have not once gone out on the boat, alone, and just enjoyed the beauty of God’s creation and had a time…
Fishing is really not one of our family past times. It’s not that we’ve never fished, but we’ve most certainly never done it well. With the exceptions of a few trips to Canada, a few outings where someone else actually set the entire pole up for us – cast it out – and then told…
Mike and I took a few of the girls to the Marina to get a broken part for the tube, and we quickly realized that there seemed to be a part of boating culture of which we had been previously unaware. To get to the Marina we had to cross our lake, go through one…
What do barnacles, rotten wood, sand, and grandma’s glasses all have in common? They were at the bottom of the lake near the pier this afternoon. Papa and I took turns pulling the kids around the lake on the inter-tube and grandma lounged on her new blow up raft – yes, we have a lot of new…
Multiple murders occurred in Eagle River last evening – one of them a dear old grandma. Saga # 1: We made it safely to Eagle River. That was the only safe part! My wallet felt attacked when we chose to eat out at the Family Restaurant. Let’s pause for a minute to at least acknowledge…
Crowdedship 