Monday, May 23, 2011

 

We're back

We came up to Little Blake for the first time this year. It's a month later than our earliest opening and a couple weeks later than our usual opening.

Saturday afternoon was pretty. It was even prettier to see that the dock had been put in the water and assembled for us.



The rest of the place looked pretty good. The deck had been attacked by another large branch in an early winter storm. Damage to bench and dents in the roof. We still need rain gutters and new siding.

Then there were the three blind mice. Last fall, I hung the electric blanket over the closet door to keep it out of reach of mice. Didn't work. When I hoisted it down, momma mouse flew out onto the floor and ran under the bed. When we took the blanket out on the deck, we could see where the mouse had chewed he blanket and some of the wiring. As I unfolded the blanket, three baby mice — blind mice — fell onto the deck. Nan took the little critters to the woods. I set a couple traps in the house.

The neighbor boys have been busy already this spring. They've been here several weekends already this year. When we arrived, they were busy catching dinner off the dock. Their dad was reluctantly volunteering to clean more fish and cook them.

The older of the two has been practicing with his hatchet on a stump in our yard. He'll be good in a couple years.



We had some rain Saturday night and a bit more on Sunday morning (interspersed with sunshine). Nan went home and I stayed to clean and plant flowers.



Even some storm and tornado warnings. No big storms here, but there was a tornado in Minneapolis. We lucked out this time.

About sunset, the weather cleared. I read and napped. Today I will do somethings constructive. I promise.

It's great to be back looking at the eagle trying to fish and hunt on the lake (one of the eagles was diving on a duck Monday morning) and seeing neighbors here again. Oh, and we had another great breakfast at Cafe Wren.


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