December 8, 2016

Hello Again...

Brynwood Needleworks - Horicon Marsh
When I crossed the Horicon Marsh, I knew I was getting closer. It was already 10:00 in the morning, and I'd left Champaign, Illinois around 6 am. By the navigation system's calculations, I knew I'd be back at the farm by noon if all went according to plan.
The sky was dark and overcast, but streaks of sunlight danced off the open water of the marsh. Shortly after I'd stopped to take this picture, I moved further to the east and found scores of geese bunched together as they floated on the water. There were cars behind me by then, so I couldn't stop to get another picture. Perhaps next time I'm in the area. 
I kept driving, knowing it was less than an hour to the farm. Tag and Bella slept in the back seat, the heater in the truck (and their fur coats) keeping them warm. We traveled through Brownsville and got onto Highway 41 (now designated as an Interstate). A few miles up the road, we again turned eastward. We wound our way over to the county trunk that would bring me close to our road, and I started to anticipate pulling onto Hickory Road.
Brynwood Needleworks - Hickory Hill Farm
I stopped twice on our approach to take more pictures. Hello again, Hickory Hill. Hello again, Farmhouse. We're back.
For a few moments, I forgot the cold. I forgot the long drive. I forgot about the truck I'd have to unpack. We came up our drive and I turned off the truck's engine. I let the dogs out and they, too, remembered. They ran joyful laps around the house and the outbuildings. I stood and laughed. We were back.
I carried the boxes I could manage alone, and our younger son arrived soon enough to help me with the rest. After we visited, I set up my bedroom, fed the dogs and then headed to my aunt and uncle's for dinner. When I returned, the porch lights shone like beacons in the dark. Last night was the first night I slept in the farmhouse. Sweet rest, indeed.


December 7, 2016

Amost There...

Brynwood Needleworks - Geese In Flight

I'm getting closer. The skies are overcast, the geese are flying, and it's getting colder. All signs that I'm now more "north" than "south". (You might have to squint to see all the geese - masquerading as little black dots - all across the lower half of this photo!)

I drove most of Tuesday in the rain, stopping frequently to stretch my legs, and air the dogs. We never intended to drive the full distance back to Wisconsin yesterday, so we took our time.

Brynwood Needleworks - Weary Road Warriors
Even so, it seemed to be a long day because of the rain. We finally parked the truck in north central Illinois, we ate our dinners and tucked in for the night.

Today, we'll be back at the farm. We'll have help unloading the truck and taking everything into the house (hopefully before the deep freeze hits!). I'll make up my bed and we'll be tucked in and cozy at the farm tonight. I'll be sure to take pictures of some of the rooms to share with you tomorrow!
Thanks, everyone for the get well wishes. My knee feels much better, although it's still slightly swollen. Tag, Bella, ice and Aleve did wonders for it. xo


December 6, 2016

Tuesdays With Tag - On The Road Again...

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag's Travels

Hi, Everybody!

I told you I'd be on the road again this week. I wasn't lyin' either. We got goin' first thing yesterday mornin', and by the time we stopped, we'd gone about 650 miles! We were movin' right along!

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag's Travels

We left home at 6 am and by 10, we were crossin' from Florida into Georgia. They put these "Welcome" and "Don't Let The Door Hit Ya..." signs up since the last time we drove past here.

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag's Travels

It takes eight hours to drive from our house to Atlanta, Georgia. We crossed into Tennessee two hours later. Mom knew we were gonna stop for the night around Chattanooga, so we pulled in for a second "rest" just south of there. It was rainin' from Atlanta north, so when we stopped at the rest area, everythin' was wet.

Mom came out of the people potty to take us to the dog walk. Instead, she slipped on the wet pavement and went down. She said she'd like to say the only thing she hurt was her pride, but she actually hurt her knee. What a trooper. She was all wet, her knee hurt and she still made sure that Bella and I got a chance to sniff around before we left there.

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag's Travels

Here I am lookin' at her while she's tellin' Bella and me all about it. She was makin' ouchie noises, so I offered to drive. That really made her laugh. We got back on the road and she said she'd ice her knee when we got to the hotel.

We were actually only about ten miles from the hotel, so she figured it wouldn't take long to get to the ice machine. Little did she know that around the next curve, the traffic came  to a complete stop. It took an hour and a half to go the rest of the way, and by then, her knee looked like a watermelon!

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag's Travels (With Bella)

She was glad to get us fed and settled in for the night. She was sittin' with her knee on ice while I wrote this post. Bella looks like a much bigger dog here, but she's just closer to the camera. She's still a little girl (and probably won't get much bigger than the 50 pounds of her now).

We'll head into north central Illinois today. Mom said we're gonna stay out one more night, so we can get to the farm durin' the daylight. We'll have help there to unload our truck and get stuff into the house before it gets dark. She'll be able to rest her knee a little more, too, while we're travelin'.

Never a dull moment with us, right? Right! I hope there's no more excitement on this trip. I don't think Mom could handle it!

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...  
"Chase A Dream - Or A Squirrel".


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