A major difference I have noticed between moving around in my twenties, and now in my forties, is that I have gotten used to owning a home and having everything I need around me. I kind of feel like half a person now, living in a rental with only the items I could fit in my truck or things I have gotten here from thrift stores. It is freedom to have only a few possessions to worry about and especially no home maintenance! But I miss my cookbooks, my garage and project stuff, my printer and stereo, and especially my family, friends, and neighbors. I really hate to admit that I want more "stuff"! And I don't want more, I just miss some of the things I have put in storage (thank you, Frank). I packed up everything in my house in April - completely emptied the garage and house, except for the washer and dryer, refrigerator, and one stack of firewood. While I was doing that chore (thank you, Carol and George), I vowed to move only half of those items back INTO the house when I return, after selling or giving away the other half. How realistic is that?
Anyway, here are some photos I've taken in the last couple weeks. This first one is a place we go past every day at work when we're headed out to the woods. I know it is fairly well-photgraphed, but I don't know the history behind it. Beavers are quite the pests around here.
Sarah had a birthday party at our house, and a friend of hers came over with three kittens and a bunny! She was looking for homes for them. They provided some entertainment for us. Sarah wants to get another cat, and she kept a couple of the kittens for a few days, but they eventually found other homes.
We thought Rufus was very polite when he met each of the kittens and the rabbit but right after I took this photo he hissed at this kitten and ran up the stairs. He didn't want to deal with them at all after that. We had just lost Chunky only three days earlier, and were still trying to see if Rufus would act any different without her. Although I liked the kitties, I really wanted some time to just pay my respects to Chunky. This week, Rufus seems to be just fine as the only cat here but who knows.Sometime soon I will write more about work when I can get some photos there. Here you can see a couple guys talking about axes, which I found amusing. On the right is Adam, who is on my crew and who I carpool with. He was a professional lumberjack this summer, going around and performing at fairs and stuff, so his axes are very important to him. On the left is Tom, who works in the wilderness all season and therefore uses all hand (not power) tools. They must have talked about these axes for about 15 minutes. In the background is our office - the LaCroix Ranger Station.

I drove to the north shore of Lake Superior on Veteran's Day. I am still getting used to having paid holidays - especially this one in the middle of the week. Thank you, Veterans, for your service!
It was hard to capture the world's largest freshwater lake in photos, but I tried. It was an overcast day. This photo is at Temperance State Park and this shows the Temperance River going into Lake Superior. Further up the road was Temperance Liquors. Hmmm.









October 24th was another nice day so Sarah and I walked to Angleworm Lake. This was a neat bridge/boardwalk over a marsh.


I thought this was an interesting scene.

This is Sarah working on the sauna. I don't know much about its construction because she is building the whole thing. I can see that it's pretty solid, and has an insulated floor.

The tumor had broken through the skin this week and there was really nothing more to be done. You can kind of see it in this photo above her back leg. Over the last three months she moved around less and less but was still able to walk up and down stairs and outside.
We live on two acres so Chunky is buried on the property here. I had her for eleven years, and she was 13 or 14 years old. She's done traveling now, and I miss her!
























After touring the site of the cabin, we found out there were a bunch of BIG fish hanging around! I have never seen anything like that. They seemed to be biting on almost every cast! These are smallmouth bass.








Scott and Chunky



Big ship in Duluth


