Your Mom and her brother Bob have embarked on a journey across the fruited plain. Across Wisconsin. Across Minnesota. Maybe a little of North Dakota. This time of year you can hear the corn grow in the hot summer sun. The fields are flush with wheat and grain. And the smell. How do you beat the smell of fresh cowsh– in the barnyard. Oops! Wait, that is liquid fertilizer being spread by huge tanker trucks on the fields. You get the idea. Rural living at its best.
The quest is to discover more information about Nana’s side of Mom’s family. I know there is a lot of longevity and men tend to lose their hair at an early age. There has been a transition from a family of farmers to a family dominated by school teachers. So the trip is a renewal of family and friends laced with stories of the “old days”. Memories. Pictures. More memories.
The trip allows Mom to spend quality time with her own brother. How special is that?
Maybe I can persuade your Mom to do a “guest” blog about her family reunion. It would be nice to log a bit of family history.
I am told by reliable sources that this will be a bumper crop of black raspberries. I am fortunate to have a son-in-law offering all the “berries I want”. Better yet, they are free! Ho ho ho!
Today is a full moon. Watch out for broomsticks that are out of control.
Love,
Dad