It is Sunday and just as anyone else, our weekend is over. Yesterday, Saturday, we were at my cousin’s home in Finland, Minnesota, for his and Dawn’s wedding reception.
Dennis and I both agree, the north country’s lifestyle is so much different than the crop land portion of Minnesota. The general populas believe that we are workaholics. Yards are for parking vehicles on weedy green areas, or stacking items that would be in the garage if that area would be organized. The Taconite industry that grew communities such as Silver Bay and Finland is no more. In 1950 the Air Force had a huge General Surveillance Radar base in Finland that was prompted by the Korean War. It is now less than a ghost town of track homes that are waiting to be torn down. Jobs are far and few in between. Many retired people were lured into thinking that living among the pines and hills would be their destiny of utopia. Seeing all the homes that have been abandoned with “For Sale” signs posted, tell the more real story.
We had a great weekend of visiting and taking in the sites. We returned to Stauffer Avenue; it was a treat to get the dirty laundry started from the weekend. If it were not for the 6 – 7 hours of driving, there would be more trips for us to see portions of the great north country.
On a lighter note: since we have returned home, Snuggles and Butter Ball have had a fair share of checking out my lap as I spent some time in the porch, in my all time favorite rocking chair.