A Good Old Fashioned Christmas

This is a pic of a painting by local artist David Swanson, borrowed from Facebook, of our town at Christmas time.

Merry Christmas, all! It feels like Christmases from years back around here, because we have had blizzard conditions in the last few weeks, just like when I was a kid.

Photo borrowed from Facebook.

The street crews were working round the clock for a few days because the wind was blowing so fiercely they couldn't keep any streets or roads clear.

 

We won the “lowest temp with windchill” game! It was wretched! I had never in my life had a “snow day” before last Monday, but they closed where I work, and kids weren't required to attend school if it was too difficult for them to get in.

Pic posted to Facebook by a local.

 

Another area pic posted to Facebook by a local.

 

This was at the beginning of the rough weather late last week. I took this photo as the deer came in to forage from the green waste pile at work, where it is easy pickins. A local brewery dumped their many bins of spent grain, and there were at least a dozen and a half deer having a smorgasbord there for several days. They just love it.

 

 

We all stayed snugly warm in the little scale house. Piper enjoyed watching the deer out the window, and Declan stayed all tucked in her blankies.

I didn't end up putting a lot of Christmas decorations out after all. The small storage room where I keep my holiday decorations is currently where all the more fragile, and non-mouse proof cabin goods are being kept. And there are bins upon bins stacked in there. I have beautiful Christmas stuff, and hate skipping a year of seeing it all, but it would have been plain old self abuse to try and man-handle all of that cabin gear to get to the decorations, to then man-handle all those tubs, boxes, and bins that hold the decorations. Then, in just a few short weeks, it would be time to go thru the whole process again to put it away. So, hopefully, next year the cabin will be finished enough to have all those tubs back where they belong at the little mountain house.

Here is what I did manage to scrounge up to add a little holiday cheer.

I kind of have a little “farmy” theme going here this year, because these do-dads were easily accessible. Santa and his jingle bell sheep, with a few pine trees, and an old plaid camp blanket.

Santa and his reindeer, just landed in the barnyard.

 

An old toy truck (from Bruce's boyhood), filled with bottle brush trees, and towing the cute little bird house trailer my Mom and Dad made me for Christmas a few years ago. (I will never put that sweet thing in the yard for the birds – selfish me……. Don't tell Santa shhhhhh.)

And the pretty antique deer family (that really belongs to my big little son, but I won't relinquish guardianship of them until he OWNS his own home, and I'm sure he couldn't give a hoot one way or another how long I keep them 🙂 ) nestled in a bed of pine boughs, with a deer shed antler candleholder. I have a few other things scattered here and there, but not much to speak of compared to what I usually put out. I will be grateful for such a small amount when the time comes to “un-decorate” because it will take about 1/8 the time it normally takes me.

We will all be going to the farm for Christmas dinner. My poor Mom keeps getting stuck hosting all the Holiday dinners, even tho I argue and try to get them to come to my house. I'm sure she thinks that each holiday we are upon may be the last one spent at the farm, because they are still in the process of trying to sell it. It is a heart wrenching experience, and they are finding that potential buyers can be very mean and demanding people. They love their farm with all their hearts; it's not just a piece of property to them. That makes the whole process even more difficult. So, we will make more good Christmas memories at the farm; eat, drink, and be merry!

Merry Christmas and Glad Tidings to you all!

TTFN,

Teresa 🙂

 

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Winter Mantle

I don't decorate for Christmas in my bedroom, but I did decide having a few of my favorite deer out would make a nice Winter mantle.

I kept the wreath my Mom made, the wooden box, and the little cabinet, but switched all the birds for deer.

 

 

 

I told Mr. Bruce he was off the hook for a stocking stuffer for me, and got this pretty little roe deer faux mount for myself.

We're just 11 short days away from Christmas, and I'm ready to start baking and candy making for the remainder of my gift giving. All the “bought” presents are waiting to be wrapped. I made it easy on myself this year and just put a minimal amount of decorations out. This is the very first time since I've lived in my own house that I haven't gone hog wild and decorated the house from top to bottom. Even with just a pretty tree, and a couple of cute, cheery things set out, it looks cozy and festive and is good enough for who it's for!

Best wishes for a safe, memorable, and joy filled Christmas to you and yours!

TTFN,

Teresa 🙂

 

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Hometown Charm

There are a lot of very talented and artistic people that live in and around our little town. Lately there have been some especially nice photographs locals have been sharing of our area, on Facebook. Thought I'd share a few here to try and spice up this dullish little blog-o-mine.

This is a nice shot of Park Street, the main street that runs from east to west across town. On the left is the Murray Hotel, on the right is the the very beautiful old train depot. I am not sure who took this photograph, but if anyone seeing this knows who did, let me know and I am happy to give the well deserved credit.

A very pretty old barn a few miles east of town, on the Old Clyde Park Road. I believe Debby Perryman's took this photo, and the two that follow.

 

I took these, below, of our neighborhood deer (I'm sharing not because I'm talented or artistic, but because I'm amazed these ding-a-lings will practically let you walk up and pet them when they're supposed to be “wildlife”). This is just around the corner, about a block from my house.

 

Not anything too terribly exciting going on lately, which is good! I'm not much of a fan of trauma and drama, so I'll take nice and quiet any time. If I don't post again before Thanksgiving, I hope you all have a safe, happy, healthy one!

TTFN!

Teresa

 

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A Crazy Ride

Here are a few photos of a nice afternoon ride we took around the cabin on the 4 wheeler this summer. The Crazy Mountains are a beautiful place to be. This was a sort of last hurrah knowing that the work on the cabin was going to get very real, very shortly. So we dedicated the whole weekend to goofing off.

 

 

A lot of the mountain wild flowers were starting to peek out. It was cool, and beautiful, and the flies were not tormenting us.

 

 

 

We caught this gal taking a nap not far off the trail.

I was sorry we had disturbed her, but she didn't seem to be too bothered by Us.

I had taken Declan on short rides on the scooter and 4 wheeler, but this ride was a couple of hours, and she loved every minute! Since we've gotten Piper, she has gone on a few not quite as long jaunts, and is also quite the mountain girl. I just tuck one under each arm, ride on the back while Bruce drives, and off we go!

We came across this old abandoned cabin, which was quite large. I wonder if it was a family homestead back in the day, which many people often left for “proper houses” closer to town eventually. I wouldn't think someone would go to the trouble of building a weekend cabin just to let it fall to such ruin.

Since there were so many flowers coming out, there was an abundance of butterflies nectar hunting. I was able to catch a few shots of this one.

 

 

A lot of the old pine trees at higher elevations were covered with this moss. They looked a little spooky.

 

There are some pretty spectacular views to be had in the Crazies. I cannot tell you how blessed we feel to have a little piece of this paradise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Such a wonderful day!

Now back to reality, and the labor of love that lies in front of us! YIKES! A humongous labor of love!

TTFN,

Teresa 🙂

 

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This and That

Not much going on, so this is going to be a scattered, random, pretty nonsensical post.

So, Declan has commenced losing her baby teeth. (YAY) It has been pretty hysterical! She lost her 2 front teeth first, and looked every bit a kindergartener. This was followed by the checkerboard look as the others in the frontline followed suit. Now she has a double row of the very sharp eye teeth. The new ones are coming in, and the baby ones remain tightly anchored. She will not sit still enough for me to take a picture of the full effect, but here is a very close likeness! (TeeHee 😉 )

She is growing by leaps and bounds, but is still pretty little! Since I take her to work with me, she gets to visit with a lot of folks. Most ask what breed she is, and I tell them her story, and that it's pretty much a mystery, but that I tend to think she is mostly Jack Russell terrier. Well, that opens the gate to the guessing game, and everyone has their very own opinion as to what they think she may be – I've been told she's everything from chihuahua to collie (?!?, she's only 8 pounds, don't think there's enough room in there for collie!), with everything in between…beagle, corgi, manchester, and on and on. If I was extremely wealthy I would order one of those doggy DNA kits to solve the mystery, but they are about $75! So I believe I will just start telling folks, with a very definitive air, that she is a genuine terrier mutsky.

I got a new phone for Christmas that has a camera. I didn't feel comfortable taking either of my “real” cameras to work for fear I would damage them. It is so darn pretty out there most days, I was just in mourning when something awesome would present itself (or my little beasty would do something adorable) and I was camera-less. I'm finding it's pretty hit-and-miss with this phone camera, but at least I can kinda capture the moment.

The heater was broken at work for about 3 weeks. It was COLD out there first thing in the morning til I could stoke up the space heater. Declan didn't fuss at all when we would go straight in and bundle her tight in her shop blankey.

After it warmed up some, she was ready to visit with folks as they came thru, or wrestle around with her toys. She is so good at work, no trouble at all. It is really nice to have her for company during slow spells.

There is absolutely no zoom on this phone camera. Which is a shame, because if you could see how the light is reflected off the Crazy Mountains bright and early in the morning – it is breathtaking! Magnify this by about 100 (which is how my eye sees it), and this is just a quarter of the 360 degree view I have all around me at work.

I can remember sitting in my cubicle at my old job (where I had spent my entire adult life), stacks of papers and books all around me, feeling overwhelmed and sick with stress, and just thinking “if I could just sit and look out the window for a minute, I would feel so much better”. Thank you, Lord, I've gotten my wish! It is a grand thing for your mind and soul when you have a phenomenal job!

I've not gotten to the cabin yet this winter. Bruce tries to make it worth his while when he goes, so usually leaves Saturday morning and comes back Sunday evening. I work every Saturday, so our schedules are not in sync. But it has been dreadfully cold and windy this winter so far, so guess I can hold out on going and not be too terribly sad. His snowmachine is out of commission presently, so he is grounded til he can get it repaired. Since we had some weekend time together, we went to dinner at the Chinese restaurant last Saturday and did a bit of tourage on the gerbil wheel here in town.

This big boy came over to see what the dickens we were looking at.

 

A couple of old abandoned log homes down on the island. See the doe standing to the right at the 2nd cabin? I can't believe someone hasn't fixed these up. You just don't see abandoned homes in our area much, if ever. I was appalled when we vacationed in New England and saw so many awesome, historical homes boarded up, or in a derelict falling down state. It just made me heart-sick! I told Bruce if we could figure out how to transport them to Montana for cheap, we could plop them on a couple acres, fix them up, and sell them for bazillions of dollars! But that is a far fetch between New Hampshire and Montana.

 

Even when it's cold and blustery, you can still find something wonderful to do if you're up for it. See the fisherman mid-picture? He's not letting the weather slow him down any! We saw lot's of folks walking their dogs, kids sledding, even one couple cross country skiing right on the streets in town!

We stopped and fed the ducks at the park.

FLASH MOB! Boy, were they hungry! Lots of folks feed them, but it's just been so cold, they need lots of feed.
No skaters tho. It's been too darn windy. It makes the ice freeze like ~~^~~^~~^~~^~~ which is a much too rough surface to skate on.

 

 

 

More of these goofs in town. These guys were about a block from my house. They are totally urbanized and not scared a bit.

My favorite giant.

 

Late afternoon New Years Day out at my folk's farm. We had a fun potluck, and my Mom made a kettle of chili and some delish desserts.

That's about all the excitement I have for now! Bet it about knocked your socks off 🙂

TTFN,

Teresa

 

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One Thing Down, A Thousand More To Go

 

August is fire season in Montana. This year is no exception. We've gotten smoke here even from fires as far away as Canada, and more recently, the Missoula area, which is about 230 miles from here. Everything takes on an orangish hue, it gets very hazy, and distant views are very limited. Sometimes it smells very smoky out, at other times you barely notice. Montana is plagued with a pine bore beetle infestation. That makes for lots of standing dead pine trees in our forests, which is certainly fire fodder. That's why I was so happy the forest service came in last winter to the area where our cabin is, and did some clearing to hopefully reduce fire risk.

There was a huge standing dead pine, and a few smaller ones, on our property at the cabin.

Definitely not an asset. Too much big wind, lightning, heavy snow, etc., around here, and it needed to come down – with help, not on it's own, as it could possibly squash our little outhouse, or worse, if left to it's own devices, fall to where the cabin will be placed on it's new location (that'd be great, wouldn't it, to just get the cabin moved over, then have a huge tree fall on the roof?) Time to get gone, tree.

This tree was particularly bad as the top branched out in 3 different directions, which makes them even more dangerous. A pine tree with a single trunk and a split, multi branched out top is called a “school marm” by loggers. It also already had a bad crack down the side of the trunk, which considerably weakens the stability.

Bruce knows a fellow who formerly logged for a living, and asked him if he could come knock it down since he had the experience. He said he'd be happy to, and would enjoy it since he doesn't often have the opportunity to do that since he's changed professions. Very lucky for us. It took him no more than a few minutes, and he had that giant dead tree laying on the ground in just the right direction.

 

 

 

 

 

Bruce earlier took down the few other smaller trees himself, but this huge one was just too dangerous and really needed someone with the proper expertise to take it down. (Thanks Brian!!)

We had gotten a firewood permit last month from the forest service, and my big little son and I had made one trip up and gotten about a cord plus that we loaded up and brought to the cabin. That is only about a third of what probably will be needed for the winter up there. We knew we'd have to make at least a few more forays out amongst the giant, man eating horse flies (they are horrible up there this time of year, and bite like the dickens) to get a couple more cords, but now with these dead trees felled right here on our own property, there should be more than plenty to last the winter and spring.

Lucky Bruce now gets to cut all the logs to length with the beautiful, new chain saw I asked for for my birthday last year! One of the best, most useful presents I've ever gotten, and comes complete with a fella to run it 🙂 .

There was a full moon when we stayed this last weekend.

We had a campfire and roasted marshmallows, and watched the big, bright moon rise over the mountains. Doesn't get much better than that.

The next morning, this doe was standing right outside the kitchen window as I made coffee.

You can see the wild raspberry bushes growing in front of and under the deck. Glee loves raspberries, so we picked all the ripe ones we could find and she ate them for a snack.

So, at least one more thing checked off the massive to-do list at Moose Springs. Gotta love that!

TTFN,

Teresa 🙂

 

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Yup, Still Winter

It was a below zero weekend, but lovely nonetheless.

A big bunch of cedar waxwings came to my yard and helped themselves to the freeze-dried Japanese flowering crab apples that are still clinging to the branches.

These pretty little birds were a mere 4 feet away from my back door, and very graciously ignored me while I took their pictures.

 

I love the soft little trilling sounds the make when they come to feed.

 

 

The wind wasn't blowing (which is very unusual around here), so minus a couple of degrees was pretty tolerable. You tend to get used to having to deal with a windchill factor that will have you growing icicles off your beard….Bruce was testament to that this week while out shoveling the sidewalks! He had an icicle long enough dangling from his mustache that he tried to make it in the house to show me, but it fell off at the door and shattered 🙂

We decided to try and shake off some cabin fever, and hopped in the truck for a short drive around town.

We have a lot of deer right in town. They are not terribly afraid of people and this doe was not bothered at all by me taking her picture.

There are 2 in the pictures; can you see the second one?

On the outskirts of town there is a trail where we walk the dogs when the weather is a bit more cooperative. You cross a little bridge over this creek and it feels like you are miles away from any town. There were several ducks there when we took our drive. Had I known we would be seeing them, I would have brought some bread for them. Even tho they are wild, they will let you feed them, and when it's this cold, a little nourishment goes a long way for these critters.

Anyhow, it is supposed to be in the forties starting Tuesday, and last the entire 10 day extended forecast per Weather Underground. We'll see…… 🙂

TTFN

Teresa

 

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Cozy Christmastime

Yay! Christmas! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!

 

So happy to have all the decorations up. Now to just get in gear and start baking and candy making.

So, here's the nickel tour of the front of my house (living and dining rooms). I don't put too much in the back (kitchen and family room) because too many critters, too many not so careful fellas. I don't want to be ruining any teeny amount of Christmas spirit that might be germinating by being a nagger, so I just keep fragiles out of harms way by parking them in the parlor.

I had a terrible aversion to putting together my tall tree this year, so decided on using 2 little ones instead – one for the living room, one for the family room.

A small portion of my Santa collection on top of my Great Grandmother's nearly 100 year old piano.

My Mom is so very talented and has made many sweet, story telling little Santa (and other characters) vignettes for me. She makes their faces and hands from Fimo dough, builds a body for them with wire, stuffing, and cloth, then sews their beautiful suits. The Santa above is decorating a tree with the help of a magpie, sheep, Corgi, Scotty, and kitty, all of which she crafted herself.

The older Santas are really special to me.

The night before Christmas book was my Mom's when she was little. It has pop ups and beautiful pictures in it. It is taped and tattered and has been very well loved by my Mom, my brother, myself, and my son over the many years it has been in our family.

The little Santa, in the sleigh, didn't have any hair under his hood. That just didn't sit well with me, so I talked Rooti into volunteering one of his curly locks. After snipping it off, I tucked it around Santa's face with tweezers and I feel much better now that he has a proper hair-do.

The Woodland Santa above was a gift from Mr. Bruce after I had given him a terrific tongue lashing about him not appreciating how very fortunate & lucky we are to be able to celebrate Christmas. No bah-humbugging allowed I told him. It apparently peeled away the Scrooge in him long enough to see his way to giving me this lovely present. He really gives it all he's got now to keep up the holiday cheer, because we must remember the reason for the season, thank The Lord, and count our blessings each and every day.

A little grouping of my non-red Santas.

 

This Santa is a candy container; his legs come off and he is hollow inside.

 

This little Santa was my Great Grandmother's. It is just over 100 years old as close as we can figure.

 

This Santa on the goat is another one of my very favorites.

 

The baby angel below, riding the swan, is another of my Mom's creations. She found a ceramic Cupid kind of ornament, carefully broke the face off of it (ooh, sounds violent :-0, don't make the girl mad at ya!) made a body & found some teeny golden wings, and voila! A swan riding, baby angel! She made the swan out of wire, stuffing, cardboard, and a coat hanger. No pattern, no lessons, just her own God given talent. I added some of my other swans including the swans I talked about in a prior post about our vacation to New Hampshire & Vermont.

I found this very strange ?wine glass? At a rummage sale this past summer. It is over 16 inches tall and I believe is true crystal ( it makes that humming sound that crystal does when you run a damp finger around the rim of the drinking part). I thought it would make a unique cloche/snow globe type decoration for some small Christmas cuteness. I paid the full dollar asking price, then stored it in the Christmas room fingers crossed that it would still be in one piece when the holidays arrived.

The swirls etched on the glass make it seem like a little fairy tale winter snow storm around the mini cabin and tiny deer.

Santa and his team on the rooftop, and an old hymnal inviting one to belt out a few carols :)

A polar bear parade.

A pretty, old gothic shaped church window decked out in holiday finery.

This little house just makes me want to shrink down, and mosey in for a cup of hot chocolate by the fire.

Another one of my Mom's whimsical Santas. He has the dearest face. The greyhound dog in front of the fire was brought back from an antique store in Scotland. He was a birthday present from my Mom's friend Roxanne (my udder Mudder I call her). The fireplace was a gift from my friend/co-worker Cheri. I had seen it at an antique mall, didn't buy it, then proceeded to whine about it at work. Somehow Cheri got over the mountain pass before Christmas and bought it for me, bless her heart.

These deer were a gift to my son from my Mom's cousin. They belonged to her father, and probably were purchased in the late 1930's she thought.

This little goat was made by my Mom. She bought the sleigh, but built the harness for him. By chance and good luck I found the tray (in the background) at a rummage sale. I showed the tray to my Mom, and that Christmas, a jolly little elf mysteriously appeared in the goat sleigh one day!
There is a story worth telling about the little stove in this picture. My son went to my folk's farm when he was little instead of daycare. He was quite the farmhand, helping with all the daily chores from the time he could walk (and in a backpack before that!) The Christmas he was 4, he declared that, for Christmas, he was asking Santa for a wood stove. The kind like Grampa had in his shop. OMG, instant panic on my part!! Where in the dickens was I going to find such a thing? My folks thought it all quite funny. The story was relayed to my uber talented brother, who very nonchalantly replied that he could make a little stove for my son, no problemo. The beautiful little result sat shining under the tree that Christmas morning. Talk about a Christmas miracle!! Thank you Lord for such a talented, artistic family!! My brother said you could actually use the stove if a person would want to pipe and vent such a tiny thing to the outside!
Santa and the Scotty on his lap – more from the good Mom. My Dad made the willow chair and foot stool Santa sits in. His lap throw and shawl crocheted by Mom. The big black metal dog is from my collection.

A backpack basket full of sparkly holiday greenery, with a dove nestled in the middle.

This crew resides in the bathroom for the holiday season.

Also made by Mom. I call this my Nova Scotia Santa w/ baby.

She made this baby from a tiny china doll found buried under a bunch of miscellaneous junk at an old shop.

All the shells she used in making the tree came from our vacation in Hawaii, and Roxy's vacation to Florida.

Well, this is a pretty good sampling of Christmas at CottageLodge. There is a good deal more, but I can't have you missing your own Christmas spending days looking at my bazillion decorations! Glad you stopped in for a look, and hope it added to your holiday cheer!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! AND A BLESSED NEW YEAR!

TTFN 🙂

Teresa

 

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Turkey time at CottageLodge

It’s time for my mighty rafter of turkeys to see the light of day for 4 whole weeks. Poor things have to live in boxes downstairs for the other 48 weeks of the year. So here is another one of my collections; kind of like visiting a petting zoo, except different 🙂

I took the pics with both my point and shoot and iPad – some are more clear than others. Someday I hope to get a fancy pants camera, but for now, what I gots is all I have!

We just finished installing oak floors in the living room, and also had the existing oak floors in the hallway and dining room refinished. I’ve painted (inside and out) so much the last few weeks my arm is about ready to fall off, now the turkeys have a nice shiny fresh place to roost. OK, here is some turkey overload for you…..

 

This decoy really freaked my cats out the first year he was on the porch.

A very old cast iron turkey bank

 

Pumpkin turkey or purkey. Tumpkin?

 

A flock of littles.

 

These are cool – they are called nodders, and when you give them a little push,they rock back and forth.

 

A little Pilgrim Mom with her 2 little kids (so the kids are Amish, I’m stretching it a little)

 

End o’ the bookshelf

 

This old turkey is made in Germany and is a candy container.

 

 

Ya, I am a board off center. I did indeed purchase this wonderful, large picture that I have to find someplace to store for 11 of 12 months a year, but hey, how many people do you know with a Pilgrim picture? Besides, it was 2 bucks; who could pass that up.

Baby turkeys. My Mudder is an arteest, and she painted this special for me for Christmas a few years ago.

 

A nice, washed out pic of the bookcase.

 

 

My big splurge after re-doing the entryway, a beautificus stag head, and he is watching over the prettiest turkey I own. A very pretty pair, me thinks.

How’d that pheasant get in here?

 

Old chicken feeders Bruce brought back from his Grandparents ranch in Nebraska.

These are the Pilgrim Grandparents.

 

Guess the crow chased the turkey out of this pic.

I only have a few white turkeys.

 

A turkey chocolate mold.

My Mom’s cousin was also an artist. She painted the picture and also the little kids

 

We’ll, there ya have it…..turkey time at CottageLodge! If you think this is overkill, just wait til you see Christmas around here…….

TTFN

Teresa 🙂
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INTERMISSION

A quick break from the long winded long journey saga.

It was our wedding anniversary the other day! We made a fun day of it. There is a lot of awesome stuff to see and do in Montana if you’re willing to drive a tad bit to do it. Some of the touristy kind of stuff tends to shut down after Labor Day, so we decided to make hay while the sun was shining, and take a road trip. Mr. Bruce took a vaca day, we hopped in the truck and headed down the pike to Ennis and Virginia City.

Ennis is a cute little town, good art and antique shopping, the Madison river runs thru the town and is very popular with the fishermen. It was so busy when we were there I couldn’t get a picture of the downtown for all the traffic. I did catch these 2, a mere block off the main drag, having a nice apple snack.

 

 

We moseyed thru lots of shops, then went on to have a gourmet lunch of hot dogs and nachos at the gas station. Delish!! Onward to Virginia City –

Virginia City is a ghost town, brought back to life as a fun, touristy destination. I have been there innumerable times because 4 generations of my Mom’s family has lived and worked most of their lives in the Madison Valley. Here’s a quick picture tour.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine my surprise when I saw this picture at the museum, in the ladies bathroom no less.

It is a photo of my Grandma’s grandparent’s (so my great, great grandparents) general store in Laurin, MT. We were told lots of stories about her adventures there when she was a little kid. She and my Granddad are 97 years old now. They live here, but still travel to the Madison Valley at least once a month to visit folks there.

When we got home, Mr. Bruce gave me 2 very special anniversary presents. Someday I must learn to zip my lip and not whine about cool things I see but won’t buy because I’m too cheap. Being the good hearted fella that he is, he very stealthily picks them up and surprises me with them. He probably figures he’s getting off easy, because then he doesn’t have to listen to me lament about them for a week or better 🙂 .

I thought these were just perfect Cottagelodge –

Cottage

 

Better Homes and Gardens is pretty cottagey, Fishes are pretty lodgey! It’s just right!

And the second present I think is just stunning!

A giclee of a red fox! If lodgey is your cup of tea, I’m sure you agree with me.

I surely appreciate our fun anniversary road trip! Won’t be too long til the snow flies, so it was wonderful soaking up some late summer sunshine and pretty scenery.

TTFN (Ta Ta For Now)

Teresa

 

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