Brenda and I did our final 'clearing out' of our Wood Lake home. Such memories! We will probably never step foot there again, at least not with most of the things we collected through the years (decades!) intact. The estate/auction people are coming tomorrow to start the process of eliminating everything we've left. so we went through a lot of it last weekend, and captured what we wanted, what resonated, what was a part of us. In the process, discovering what was important.

We saw Dad. He's pretty fuzzy now, but fortunately it wasn't a bad visit. I will take "I can't really remember what I wanted to say" over "THIS PLACE IS A PRISON!!!!" any day.

I drove down from the Indianapolis airport through a significant snow event. I haven't done driving like that for awhile. It seemed appropriate.


Here's a panoramic photo I took from our back windows. The memories, the memories...