{"id":368,"date":"2010-08-11T16:19:00","date_gmt":"2010-08-11T16:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=368"},"modified":"2010-08-11T16:19:00","modified_gmt":"2010-08-11T16:19:00","slug":"northern-snap-shots-part-one-the-family-acerage","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=368","title":{"rendered":"Northern Snap Shots (PART ONE The Family Acerage)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLObThTbrI\/AAAAAAAAIqU\/3zIDjleMYa4\/s1600\/DSC03169.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLObThTbrI\/AAAAAAAAIqU\/3zIDjleMYa4\/s320\/DSC03169.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504188663091916466\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>In the land of lakes, trees and bedrock we spent our time following our noses.   Everyone seems to go at a slower pace where my folks are from and it took an adjustment for me but it was exactly what I needed.  This was a slow week of doing what ever we felt like at the time.<a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLObJwksUI\/AAAAAAAAIqM\/aF_SV9nSTLs\/s1600\/DSC03215.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLObJwksUI\/AAAAAAAAIqM\/aF_SV9nSTLs\/s320\/DSC03215.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504188660471607618\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>The first morning there was a perfect illustration of how my week went.  Baby Boy slept in and so I did as well.  I awoke very late and realised the house was very quiet.  In my pajamas I walked out to the kitchen and although I could hear chatter and giggles I could find no one around.  I went to the big bay window in my parents living room and glancing out at the garden I saw a bit of white amidst Nanny&#8217;s berry bushes.  Then I noticed some little blond heads and heard my Dad talking with Little Woman.  All three of the oldest where out with their grandparents picking berries for their breakfast.  They where still in their pjs.  It was a quiet, fresh morning and I remember sighing and thinking &#8216;this will be a break after all&#8217;.<a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQqeDoL-I\/AAAAAAAAIrs\/gCGHbmzGV60\/s1600\/DSC03034.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQqeDoL-I\/AAAAAAAAIrs\/gCGHbmzGV60\/s320\/DSC03034.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613335106596834\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Some snap shots of my folks yard (mostly a reflection of all their hard work).<a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpI49mwI\/AAAAAAAAIrU\/J070ZL9ZNQM\/s1600\/DSC03105.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpI49mwI\/AAAAAAAAIrU\/J070ZL9ZNQM\/s320\/DSC03105.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613312244849410\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPa0ZeweI\/AAAAAAAAIrE\/SxkB6zR3enU\/s1600\/DSC03112.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPa0ZeweI\/AAAAAAAAIrE\/SxkB6zR3enU\/s320\/DSC03112.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504611966714298850\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPaeDSmjI\/AAAAAAAAIq0\/y8m1aLwoPis\/s1600\/DSC03118.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPaeDSmjI\/AAAAAAAAIq0\/y8m1aLwoPis\/s320\/DSC03118.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504611960715647538\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpk5BBoI\/AAAAAAAAIrc\/tbuFaZkav40\/s1600\/DSC03104.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpk5BBoI\/AAAAAAAAIrc\/tbuFaZkav40\/s320\/DSC03104.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613319761266306\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPasX2cYI\/AAAAAAAAIq8\/mNU0mrnE2wo\/s1600\/DSC03114.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPasX2cYI\/AAAAAAAAIq8\/mNU0mrnE2wo\/s320\/DSC03114.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504611964559978882\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQo1Oi75I\/AAAAAAAAIrM\/KMrF86D8tg0\/s1600\/DSC03109.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQo1Oi75I\/AAAAAAAAIrM\/KMrF86D8tg0\/s320\/DSC03109.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613306966667154\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOa0LQhhI\/AAAAAAAAIqE\/88eDLTIggCQ\/s1600\/DSC03225.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOa0LQhhI\/AAAAAAAAIqE\/88eDLTIggCQ\/s320\/DSC03225.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504188654677952018\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPZnJqLfI\/AAAAAAAAIqk\/thZvi1ltbF0\/s1600\/DSC03166.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRPZnJqLfI\/AAAAAAAAIqk\/thZvi1ltbF0\/s320\/DSC03166.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504611945978408434\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOaYi78nI\/AAAAAAAAIp8\/FrAgiOZ2chM\/s1600\/DSC03230.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOaYi78nI\/AAAAAAAAIp8\/FrAgiOZ2chM\/s320\/DSC03230.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504188647261074034\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOaAF0N4I\/AAAAAAAAIp0\/PRB3xQ2IIuw\/s1600\/DSC03232.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGLOaAF0N4I\/AAAAAAAAIp0\/PRB3xQ2IIuw\/s320\/DSC03232.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504188640696481666\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpyDva4I\/AAAAAAAAIrk\/wHIKiWtVsAA\/s1600\/DSC03050.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_It9KDpK7ADM\/TGRQpyDva4I\/AAAAAAAAIrk\/wHIKiWtVsAA\/s320\/DSC03050.JPG\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504613323295910786\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>A farm built with sweat and love.  Carved amidst the bedrock, wrestled out of the forest and settled with expectation (expectation of years of hard work and years of memories).  A place for all of the children and grandchildren to go and relax, feel blessed and most of all feel that northern blood well up inside;) This is my first home!<\/p>\n<p>TTFN<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<p><!--Session data--><\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<p><!--Session data--><\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the land of lakes, trees and bedrock we spent our time following our noses. Everyone seems to go at a slower pace where my folks are from and it took an adjustment for me but it was exactly what I needed. This was a slow week of doing what ever we felt like at [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4,7,17,14,20],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/368"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=368"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/368\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=368"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=368"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=368"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}