Little House on the Prairie

We are happy to be parked at the home of a friend in Minnesota, for a much needed visit with our family.  We will be parked in one spot for about six weeks, an unheard of length of time. The closest town is called New Germany, the closest paved road is about a mile away.  My father-in-law would have loved the straight rows of corn, and the wild grass in the ditches.  Being here reminds me of time spent on his farm.  The farming life may not have been his first choice, but he certainly embraced it; and thanked the Lord in season and out of season. 

Ours is the little house in the foreground. :)

While we are here we will track the progress of the corn out my window, the precipitation, and the exciting happenings on the prairie.Why? Because if my father-in-law were here, he would do just that. - just a bit ago I watched a deer gracefully jump the fence and prance across the field. 

Alleluia! Small Town, Warm Welcome

 This was our second trip to Wrightstown, Wisconsin, and once again, nothing but joy.  Many people remembered us from our last visit and were eager to catch up on the last two years. When you are without firm roots, this connection is sweet. 

Pictured here is Sammy, with her mom and dad, Krissy and Pastor Aaron.  She was only two months old when last we saw her.  

Alleluia  Lutheran in Wrightstown - do you see haRVey ?

 Alleluia hosts a food pantry once a month for families in the area. I visited with one lovely lady who was a food pantry customer while she was unemployed; and now she volunteers to pick up donations and help serve others.  She is thankful the pantry and people of Alleluia were able to offer her much-needed help.  I pray the Lord will continue to provide the help and encouragement to those who are in need. 

Once a month food pantry at Alleluia - guests can freely take what they need, bags are provided.

Workers getting the food set up

As the food disappears into grocery bags the tables are put away.
By the end of the morning - only one table remained.  

A Week in Brillion, Wisconsin

It is always fun when Dave gets his name ON the sign. 

St. Bart's is on HORN Street!!

As always, a nice spot in the back by the shed with electric.  I know where to get groceries;  the laundromat is down the street and the bike trail is handy. We are at home.  

In Concert

Getting ready for my aerobic exercise during a school concert

Dave singing (You can't tell from this

picture, but Dave is singing)

Dave in disguise 

Hey Look! 

As we travel the country singing and sharing Jesus, one of our truly, most favorite things to do  is sing for kids.

Field Trip to Lambeau Field!

I hear Angels singing - this is THE VIEW each Packer player has when running out of the tunnel on to the field.  (except there are many, many fans dressed in color coordinated green and gold outfits and cheese on their heads...) AND most of them are sitting on bleacher seats quite content to do so.

How often have you heard a teacher say this?!

Sabra, Dave, Deb, and Justin - 

having a great time touring Lambeau Field.

Whenever we are near Green Bay, Wisconsin, we know we will be spending time with Dave's Aunt Carol and her family.  It is always a time filled with laughter and good memories. Plus a Lambeau Field tour, who could resist?

Come On Spring! Really, I Mean It!

Lake Michigan and tree buds

 In early March we were in Florida, and Spring was imminent.  As we traveled north there were a fewer signs of Spring as it slipped away in our rear view. 

In Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, in mid-March all hope of Spring vanished in a swirl of snow.  We continued our journey entering the landscape of winter, while celebrating Easter in Ontario, Canada. 

Daffodils along the bike trail in Two Rivers

Our "Spring" tour took us through Michigan, where there were a few signs of Spring, but nothing green... snow and cold temperatures - again. 

As we traveled across Michigan the trees were beginning to ..... then we made our way into Wisconsin.  Spring eluded us again.  

We moved north from the Milwaukee area just as the trees were beginning to.... we have now parked haRVey in Two Rivers, Wisconsin, and finally, finally - Spring.  There is no snow in the forecast.  This could be for real!  

With this blog post I have noted a developing theme of Seasonal Defective Disorder. 

Sisters Hang Out

Jane, Sabra, Amy

There are many things I love about spending time with my sisters...

...they will tell me when my hair or my clothes are not quite right.

...when ordering pizza, we all like the same toppings. 

 ... their childhood memories will fill in the forgotten bits of mine.

... we all love Reuben sandwiches - a trait shared with our brothers as well.

... in order to really relax, we must first clean the house, then with coffee in hand we can sit and read a book.  We know how that became part of our DNA. (Thanks, Mom.)

... we all decorate our homes with the same color palate. My home is considerably smaller.

... and my very favorite, both of my sisters have mannerisms that remind me of my mom.  I love to look at my sister Jane's hands, and I love to hear my sister Amy laugh.