Flight Stimulator

Twas an outin' to be remembered, but one to be confusin' Pa's expectations. He done took Caleb to see the Air 'n Space Museum.

Pa didn't understand the attraxion cuz you can't see air nor space. He done thunk there was plenty of that all round the cabin as our regular breathin' proved, but maybe this air smelled better.

So they bots their tickets and went in. Well...bust my buttons...it was about aeroplanes 'n rockets 'n such! Big birds and some small birds and even a whirly bird.

Caleb was plumb tickled when he got inside a big box called a flight stimulator that spun him this way 'n that, just like he was really flyin'. Pa chose not to get in the box as he did not want that kind of nauseous stimulation.

Easter Comings n Goings

The holy week done come n gone, which wasn't the only thing that showed up n disappeared. You could say that the cabin had a revolvin door as friends n family walked in, out, around, here, there n everywhere.

Cassie rolled on in on Wednesday with schoolmate Cheyenne, stuck around long enough to dye eggs before hoofing it out on Friday.


Caleb forsook the sacred cackleberry colorin tradition to battle bad guys on the eyebox with wires n buttons. His combat brother was Colton.


Katie showed up on Friday lookin for some lovin, got her fill n beelined it back to big school on Sunday. Course she stayed round long enough for Easter vittles.


Joinin us at Ma's table were Granda Fred n Grandma Nada...along with a fuzzy bunny.


The poor pup tried to keep up, but the comings n goings left him plumb tuckered out.

Cabin Copy

Caleb and his classmates done a masterful job of shrinkin down our cabin to pint size. What a crazy thing to be gazin upon the miniature of one's own abode. Don't believe they could've got a better copy if they'd used carbin paper. But they must've used something similar because it was a pretty good cabin copy!

Pizza n Games

Ray n Becky n chilluns done come from the snowy country to see us. Ray be a pizza guy with an interesting twist on marketing...they play Dominos in his pizza parlor...announces it on big signs to draw people in. I guess lettin folks slap down tiles with one hand while holdin a pie in the other makes big money.


Pa was a grinnin to wrestle round with one of Ray n Beck's yunger pups who carries the good fortune of bearing the same moniker as Pa. Here they be...Pa Marshall and Timothy Marshall smartly sportin the Big Red colors.


The northwoods friends stayed a good long time, but didn't overstay their welcome. When we told 'em they best be gittin...they got. When y'all come back, bring us a pepperoni, possum n onion with extra cheese!