Trip to Redwing

Rob and I drove with the girls to Redwing, Minnesota, as sort of a weekend getaway. Well, not quite an entire weekend. We drove to Lakeville and stayed at a hotel there Friday night, and then drove to Redwing Saturday, to browse through the arts fair and the shops. The girls made sea shell necklaces at the children's art booth (and Fiona lost hers somewhere during the day, causing much angst). It was a very pleasant day, and the weather turned out to be much nice than expected.

Weird but true: I had mentioned that I have already seen one possible embodiment of my protagonist Solveig, an architect who was answering questions about the newly designed library project. This past week, I've been thinking that one of the attorneys in my office might also make a good Solveig. Now, at one point in Redwing, we stopped in a store which sold fine Scandinavian gifts. I found a book on Scandinavian folk beliefs. I was trying to decide whether I wanted to buy it, and I turned around, and that attorney was standing right in front of me. She had driven down to Redwing for the weekend, too, and had also wandered into the store.

Hey, I can usually grasp it when the universe hands me a big clue like that. I bought the book.

Peg

Marvelous Party

Bruce and Karen (minnehaha) hosted a party at their home last night. Delia seemed to be coming down with a bug at the last minute, and so although we had all planned to go, I went alone, which meant I was free to stay out quite late, a fact which I really appreciated. ( As Noel Coward says, it was a marvelous party. )

Finally left, very reluctantly, at almost 2:00 a.m., yawning, sneezing, but very, very happy.

I didn't manage to get up in time to take the girls to church. Ah, well.

Cheers,
Peg