Noah and Jamie spent this past weekend in Lake City and Old Frontenac, where to Noah's mom's delight, they visited all the great places -- the marina and Bronk's in Lake City, the park, the beach, my land, the old Miller house and the memorial benches in Old and New Frontenac. They shared a few snapshots:
Noah by Grandpa and Grannie Miller's old house, where he spent many happy days playing as a little kid.
By the very fine outhouse on his mom's Old Frontenac land, where this immortal, oft-quoted exchange took place when he was a little kid: "Grannie, I don't want to use an outhouse!" "But Noah, why not? There are 50 years' worth of history in that outhouse!"
Jamie hugged one of my sugar maples. Beyond, the grapevine windbreak and the Old Frontenac field.
Noah and Jamie took a break on Grandpa and Grandma Miller's memorial bench, which sits in the northeast corner of the Old Frontenac field.
Noah ran across the field, just as he did when he was a little kid, and just as his mom, uncle and aunt once did when they were kids.
Jamie and Noah at Frontenac State Park.
Amid the prairie plants at Frontenac State Park.
Noah on a park trail.
Jamie on a park trail. Watch for deer, watch for birds, watch for Lakota ghosts.
Jamie hugged one of my sugar maples. Beyond, the grapevine windbreak and the Old Frontenac field.
Noah and Jamie took a break on Grandpa and Grandma Miller's memorial bench, which sits in the northeast corner of the Old Frontenac field.
Noah ran across the field, just as he did when he was a little kid, and just as his mom, uncle and aunt once did when they were kids.
Jamie and Noah at Frontenac State Park.
Amid the prairie plants at Frontenac State Park.
Noah on a park trail.
Jamie on a park trail. Watch for deer, watch for birds, watch for Lakota ghosts.
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