“Forgotten” is my title for this photo. This afternoon I was hiking through the woods somewhere off of County Hwy. W (Frederic?)…and came across this old abandoned house. In one way it seemed spooky. Yet when one paused and listened to the dreams of this old house, it seemed sad and neglected. It did not take much imagination to see it as it once was…windows alight with lamps, smoke drifting out of the chimney…and filled with the distant sounds of love and laughter…

​E'nuff!

About a month or so ago one afternoon I set out on a drive, along with my camera, and as I drove north on Wisconsin Hwy. 35, there was a sign pointing in the direction of a town/location of Clam Falls. I drove and drove on county roads and never did find a Clam Lake or a Clam Falls...and eventually by accident wandered onto Wisconsin Hwy. 48 which took me to Luck...and then to home.  The location of Clam Falls/Clam Lake remained a mystery to me.

This afternoon I set out on this road that starts at the south end of Coon Lake here in Frederic. I drove over the rolling Wisconsin hills admiring the forests and streams...and lo and behold I ended up at Clam Lake and  Clam Falls!  WTH!

I doubt if I will ever be able to find it again!

Yesterday I posted the above photo on FaceBook and titled it "The Road Home."  Today I am posting this photo here on my blog and I am calling it: "I am not sure where this road goes!" Because that is the way it goes with my life sometimes! LOL

​E'nuff!

Ahhhh...there is nothing quite life and living in the woods of Northwestern Wisconsin.  For instance...being awake at 5am and doing wash, sipping coffee, and watching & listening to a heavy thunderstorm drift through the neighborhood.  I have to admit that the lightning and thunder were pretty intense for a while...and CJ took cover somewhere in house.  As the lightning and thunder got close I did shut off and unplug my laptop...to be safe.  Now I am up and running once again.

Today through Sunday it appears that summer is struggling to hold onto its life in this area.  The forecast is for warm humid days and warm humid nights.  Warm humid days and warm humid nights are not my favorite type of weather but I also refuse to dig out the portable air conditioners which have been put away for fall.  I remind myself that this is the last blast of summer and then come January, I will be looking longingly at these days of summer in fall.  

A quote from today's Daily Word:  "I am created for a purpose that I am guided toward fulfilling."

Hmmmm...

​E'nuff!

Last night I fell in love with my new home.  If you have been following this blog you know how significant that statement is...for you know the struggles of spirit, soul, heart and mind I've had as I've adjusted from living in California to living in Northwestern Wisconsin.

Yesterday had been one of those beautiful late summer/early fall days with mild mid-day temps, the trees exhibiting their red and gold glory, and a cool and comfortable evening.  As late afternoon progressed into evening I took my MacBook Pro out onto the deck along with my Bose bluetooth speakers.  I watched a movie as the evening shadows lengthened and then disappeared...surrounded by towering oaks and maples in full color.

The MacBook Pro delivered the movie...a movie based upon a true story about an early 20th century explorer looking for a lost city in Bolivia.  The Bose bluetooth speakers delivered wonderful sound.  I had a couple of citronella candles lit...not because it was a buggy evening...but because the light from the candles provided wellcome light.

As I sat there watching the movie on my deck surrounded by nature's splendor...I knew that I had arrived home.  This "attitude of gratitude" filled my soul.  I realized how blessed I am to have this "wee cottage in the woods", "homestead", "wee little house in the woods" or..."home."

This morning as I was sipping my coffee and observing my memories of a lifetime filled with love, laughter, friends and family...one dear friend came to mind.  He was so hurt when I moved to California and his comment to me when he finally was ready to talk again was that the reason he was hurt was that his friendship was not enough to keep me in Minnesota/Wisconsin. He is no longer with us on this plane we call "life" yet he and his memory are alive in so many of our hearts and minds.  His name was and is Aunti Vi (aka Dan Vogt).  He was and will always be one of those friends of a lifetime...one of those people you always miss for they are and were such an integral part of who we are.

Anyhow...as I was sitting here sipping coffee I could see Aunti Vi as well as hear him dancing and clapping his hands together to the sound of Donna Summer's "Once Upon a Time."  I think he knew I had finally arrived home and was happy.

E'nuff!

Yesterday afternoon I finished reading this wonderful little novel written by Roman Gitlarz...called Island of Echoes.  The final sentence of this novel included the words "We are all echoes of the same song."

Those words have resonated with me ever since.  Are we not all echoes of the same song...are we not all part of the divine intelligent Universe?  Rev. Maureen Bass, who taught at our Unity Church on Fillmore in San Francisco, used to use the analogy of dipping a glass of water into the ocean.  The glass of water is a glass of water...yet it is also the ocean.  We are individuals yet we are part of the Universe...we are the Universe.

You see I do not believe in a God that is an angry white man sitting on a throne.  Rather I believe in cause and effect...Karma (if you will)...that what we set in motion does come back to us.  That we create our reality.  That we are one with the Universe...one with all of mankind.

So, thank you Mr. Gitlarz for your book and for giving me something to think about...are not my thoughts...my being...echoes of the song of the Universe.

​E'nuff!

As I sit here at my dining room table gazing out the window and sipping coffee...I see the colors of early fall emerging as well as leaves drifting to the ground.

The analogy I have for myself is that I am in a place that is no longer summer nor is it yet fall.  And just like the leaves, I am drifting.  Mind you it is not a bad place to be in.  The wee little cottage in the woods is a blessing and a delight in which to live.  I have good books to read, movies to watch, simple household chores...and CJ with which to fill my days.

Except I feel as if I am drifting.  I am looking forward to the cooler weather of fall, my trip to California, and to the holidays.  Yet...

Drifting is not a bad thing, eh?

​E'Nuff!