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Saturday, June 23, 2018

Transformation . . .

Historical Home Tour
Baraboo, Wisconsin
Today . . . June 23rd . . .

This was our first home my late husband and I purchased in 1969 . . .
We sold our home and moved to Michigan, in 1975 . . .

This was me above, on purchase day in 1969 . . .
It was stunning when we we bought it and began restoring it . . .
But look at the transformation . . .


The present owners have provided me with these recent photos as we have
exchanged history notes the past few weeks.

And look at the house all decorated for the holidays . . .

My heart has been bursting with joy and pride that this old, old treasure
has received premo care through the years!

Exciting for me to show you . . .
love
lynne

Saturday, June 16, 2018

Daddy’s Day . . .

Father’s Day . . .
My dad . . .
My “daddy” . . .
I really liked him . . .
Authentic to the core . . .
We were great friends . . .
He listened . . .
Hard worker . . .
Loyal . . .
Loved my mom, my brother, me . . .
Told me many stories about when he was young . . .
Stern . . . following the rules was a must . . .
There was ALWAYS laughter . . .
He visited me/us one time after we moved to Montague.
He loved the Green Bay Packers . . .
Chicago Cubs . . .
He loved me, I loved him . . .
He believed in me . . .
He loved his gardens . . .
I remember him most when I am puttering with my flowers, trees, bushes, mowing the lawn . . .
Listening to bird chirps!

Weeding the garden . . . I think . . .

He loved his trees, bushes, plantings . . . cranberry hedge . . .

He helped me de tassel 10 acres of corn near Hampton, Iowa
the summer before I went off to college.
Oh my, oh my . . . was that hard work.
It gave me my tuition money though and a bit more . . .

My all time favorite picture . . .

‘til next time . . .
love
lynne

Friday, June 15, 2018

Baby Baby . . .

chirp chirp chirp
hidden amongst the greens . . .
I found this little one . . .


more sounds above . . .
momma & papa oriole circling around in the huge oak tree . . .

“it’s the little things” . . .

love
lynne