Archive - 2005

October 25th

Morning frost

The news

Although I don't subscribe to any newspapers and magazines, with the internet one doesn't need hard copies of the news to in order to keep up on with the world. Instead, I find myself reading commentary from newspapers around the world each morning.

October 24th

Final trip to the apartment

After loading up the remaining things in Aunt Olla's apartment, Aunt Ede and Uncle Orville pose with Olla on the doorstep before she locks her apartment for the last time.

Ede helps Olla to the van for the trip back to the Fertile Hilton. "I have no regrets," Olla said as she left behind the apartment where she has spent most of the past decade.

Pac filling

For at least the past thirty years, filling the greenhouse pacs for the spring using Dad's automated system has been a fall ritual. Up to about six years ago, we could do all the trays in one day. Now it takes a day-and-a-half.

October 23rd

Quit while I'm ahead?

The column on the rummage sale seems to have gotten a few laughs from people. Hits on this website went up, which means more people read it than usual.

One woman just assumed that I had made it all up. Ha! I wish.

Olla locks up

This afternoon, Uncle Orv, Aunt Ede and I loaded up the last of Aunt Olla's things from her apartment. Olla said good-bye to her neighbor Lilly, who stopped by, and then locked the place up for the last time, announcing that "I have no regrets whatsoever."

All in all, a pretty good way to move into the nursing home. Olla has embraced the change with her usual enthusiasm, refusing to see anything at all negative in an experience most of us dread. She is thrilled with the Fertile Hilton and, as always, is having the time of her life.


Yesterday, I eagerly opened a letter from the address of some friends from my baseball tour two years ago--but my heart sank a bit when I saw the pink pastels of a funeral folio.

Tess was writing to tell me that Warren passed away last week. He was eighty-three.

Warren and Tess were the honorary grandparents of our baseball tour bus. They were particularly dear to the back-of-the bus gang. Each morning, as they came on the bus, they graciously greeted everybody as they worked their way down the aisle.

October 21st

Drizzly Friday

Spent the bulk of the day in Bemidji at a meeting of the board of the Northwest Minnesota Foundation. The drive over to Bemidji was made colorful by the bright yellow tamarack. I am going to try to get a picture of a big tamarack near here down by the Sandhill River on the Harstad farm.

October 20th

Ground squirrels

Tonight, I spoke at the Mahnomen County Historical Society's annual meeting. This time, I was on before the business meeting--which was nice!

Touch of class

No house in the sticks is complete without a satellite dish on prominent display. Mine has a particularly classy four-log anchor system.

This is temporary. I am going to set it up on the other side of the house next to another little pond where the dish will have access to the two satellites it taps into without polluting the scenery around the house.