That One Place in Wisconsin: Fishing

Sunday, June 12, 2011

River Front Fun

This morning we, my husband and I, went with the Olsens to check out an open air art show on the river front in Eau Claire. Then after some walking, dancing, eating, and posing we went to a lake to fish. Seems to be quite the normal thing to do now. The fishing part, not the dancing.

So, here is the begining of the art show.

You think they wanted you to know where the ATM machines are?

There were a lot of vendors there. Several pottery artist. One vendor that was selling beautiful photos that he had taken of different flowers with his macro lense. And many many others. I for some reason didnt take many photos of them. I guess I was too busy gawking.

Here is one of the vendors. Took this shot for my sista. She is a little bit of a necklace fanatic. And no, I didn't buy one.

Here is another.

Mittens.... they're not just for winter anymore.

This is looking down towards the river at the "stage"

And here is my nephew, Preston. He was definately enjoying the music.

As was his sister, Raquel. Struttin her stuff.

Here is Superman. Keeping watch.

Preston had to take a break and give Hailey some lovin. It's what big brothers do.

Okay this is not someone dancing, or eating or posing. But we did walk on that bridge before we left and well, I just thought it was a cool shot.

Here is my brother in law, niece and nephew "posing"

Then we left and went fishing. We caught fish. Did I get any pictures? No, ya seen one fish you've seen em all. BUT, Preston and Raquel had never seen leaches before and the just couldnt quit playing with them. KIDS!

P.S. I know there are not pictures of us eating. I was busy...............eating.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Adrians Visit: part one

So last Sunday Adrian and I woke up in the wee hours of the morning and loaded in the car for our 11 hour trek north through Missouri, Iowa, Minnesota and then East to That One Place in Wisconsin. It was, no doubt, a loooooooong drive. He sang "I have a tiny turtle, his name is tiny Tim" 5892 times give or take a couple hundred.

And he spent a lot of time watching dvd's.

Then we passed through Iowa. Iowa where there is NOTHING for miles and miles and miles. Kind of like western Kansas, but worse. And of course during this part of the trip mother nature called.

"Gramma I have to poop"

"I will stop as soon as I find a place"

"but I have to go NOW!"

"Adrian look out your window. Do you see any where?"

"Um no. But there are animals out there" "They go poop out there. But gramma, they dont wipe their butt. That's just naaaasty"

Sorry I had to talk about poop. But it was funny at the time.

And he did a tiny bit sleeping. Ahhh the quietness. For a minute anyway.

He slept through the important part. The part where it was storming. It was hailing, pouring rain and the wind was shaking my car like there were people jumping on it. I was skeered! He was asleep. And then it passed.

We got home and Papa thought little boys should have baby calfs to feed and pet and love on so off we went to the sale and home we came with not one, but two calfs.

Paps is showing him how it is done. Nigel is so hungry.

Now Adrian is giving it a shot with Rigby.

Needless to say on day two, Adrian tried to give me the calfs because feeding just wasnt fun anymore.

While they were feeding I noticed these paw prints on the window sill and took a picture.

I know, I am weird that way.

I wonder if it belongs to this cat. One of the many we have discovered that live in the loft of the milk house. I dont remember that being in the rental lease. Hmmmm

Then we saw this one day. It is beautiful and it was around for a looooooong time.

Then one evening my brother in law, his wife and kids and Kelly, Adrian, and myself went on a picnic/fishing trip. The kids, aahemmm, caught a lot of fish. And when I say kids I mean Rocky and the Barbie Pole.