Skating with Harley and Katie's birthday.

The Ghosts of Winter Past


Once upon a time I lived in hilly, pine tree covered Wausau, Wisconsin.
Every day at noon I would head over to the ice rink at the fair grounds to skate.
Typically four or five skaters would be there; a mother and a child, a young man skating figures, an elderly gentleman and me.

The young man showed me how to skate a figure eight. I learned to use the edges on my skates.
Harley, the elderly man, taught me to skate the waltz. The waltz is skated much faster than you would imagine and very close to your partner.

Stroke, swing, inside edge, loop.
Stroke, turn, outside edge, glide.

I was nervous and scared and worked very hard to keep up with Harley's speed and steps.

I loved it so much.

It was possibly the coolest thing I have ever done.

(post from quiet life 2005)

Did you know my blog is twenty years old?

My first profile picture.

Christmas pictures thru the years.....

Katie turns twenty-five tomorrow.

She was four when I started blogging.

We continue to  enjoy one another's company and make one another giggle.

She and her boyfriend will come over for chicken and dumplings tomorrow.

We might put together a puzzle and make the last of the rolo turtles.

We will live that quiet life when we are not laughing out loud.

Happy birthday honey.

I love you.

Mom