Summer Full Summer Moon
Jon finished building and insulating a wall dividing our furnace room. Behind this wall will go the produce which can keep over the winter: potatoes, squash, onions, garlic, carrots, turnips and parsnips. It will be our green grocer when the weather tips away from the summer solstice toward the winter one and beyond it. In addition we will have canned tomatoes and greens, pickles, canned gazpacho, dried beans and canned beans, grape jelly and maybe currant.
Jon has done a lot of construction for us, utilizing skills he learned while working for a remodeler after he finished Augsburg. He built the garden shed near the house, put together the playhouse for grandkids, built the platform I work on in the computer room (where I am right now), a five stall dog enclosure in the garage as well as shelving on the walls. He’s a talented guy, an artist, a teacher, a father and an expert extreme skier.
The visit has been filled with sweet moments, but tonight at the dinner table there was this exchange between Kate and Ruth (3): I love you Ruthie, you are in my heart. I love you, too, Grandma. You and Grandpop are in my heart. That stopped the conversation for a minute.
They leave tomorrow morning for a drive across the Great Plains, one I’ve made many times since Jon first moved to Colorado. It is a long drive, but a good one. We’ll miss them.
