Once Uopn a Time

Once upon a time in Gurney, Wisconsin, we'd slide down the hill (Wis. State Highway 169) on the glare ice, at night. Low temperatures were not an issue - cars were. Before the four streetlights were installed we'd watch for the power-line wires to reflect headlights. "CAR!," somebody would yell. "Hit the ditch!!" There was no ditch, there was only deeper snow. None of us died. We loved our metal-runnered sleds, we didn't love the long hike back up Gurney Hill. Oh well. The price of the ride. The stars are closer to the ground Up North. I miss the sky of my sledding days. I took The Big Dipper personally. We won't talk about the Northern Lights.....

Anyway - back to reality. Eckels Pottery sold our first mag-ment - two magnets back to back with a metallic Holiday ribbon sandwiched in-between. This way one lovely ornament can become two useful magnets.

And last night I finally finished the Valley Press interview. May it as be entertaining to read as it was to write. It's scheduled to be printed in the first issue of the New Year. I hinted at new characters coming out of the pen. Not bears!

Now on to last-minute Holiday doings.
And then The New Year. Good Luck to Everybody!

-Sue