looking at what is… seeing what could be. Welcome to my "Market Place" Sherry Cantrick…forever space cowgirl
Our candle magic found gratitude tonight. Gratitude to one another… talking/recognizing how we have worked so hard to respect each other…listening / learning as we discussed our differences creating North.
We have finally found the same page. As I return on Monday to hug Bob, Aunt Irena, and her tribe, Frank, and Uncle Peter… I will obviously giggle. My imagination and creativity has been a godsend.
This morning at North.
… creating the web… before leaving to Bayfield. The drywall sanding machines are coming.
I must take a pause from all that I have been sharing. I moved into another decade today. This is profound. It is not like going from 30 to 40… 40 to 50 or even 50 to 60. It is profound…standing taller than any other decade because I now am who I worked my life to become.
I see how few decisions that I made along this journey had so much impact in creating who I am.
The decision to go to college. The friends I gravitated to when I was there. The men that interested me … the man I chose to marry. Once married, our mutual decision not to have children.
I find my life has been built around these critical decisions.
Seventy is bringing all of my past into view tonight. It is a good night. I am not disappointed because I continue to love my me.
It has been busy at North. After Bob’s arrival… family began to appear everywhere. Aunt Irena
and her tribe arrived on Wednesday. She setup down stairs in my studio, and her family found themselves settling in, all around the house… twins, quintuplets, even sextuplets.
Following her, Frank found his room right across from Aunt Irena.
I sure hope they don’t get too cozy. North is getting a little cramped.
Our last family member arrived yesterday… Uncle Peter, he will work with Henry to welcome our guests in our new foyer. Now, with everyone settled, we had our electrical and ruff inspections, and everyone was very polite. We passed both.
On to drywall!
…the beauty of candle magic is that I never know how it will enter my evening. I only know that when it joins me, and with those with me, it changes the direction of conversation into words that we are actually learning about one another… not talking at each other.
This is Kip’s and my candle magic tonight.
…tonight’s candle magic bringing tremendous peace to me. May your magic, whatever it may be, do the same… happy Saturday evening.
Big Bob has been hanging out behind his “entry door” friends for quite some time. Last week we prepared Bob’s room so he could finally come inside.
This is Big Bob’s room…he will be sharing it with Kip and I. It is our new master bedroom. He is replacing the two small windows, expanding the view of the valley below and Pyramid Point/Lake Michigan. Bob is an 8′ glass door wall, which requires the concrete wall to be removed. A project not done by the “faint of heart.”
Of course, the biggest initial concern is that everything above and around what is being removed is properly supported. After considerable deliberation… the slow tedious process began.
Each concrete block is individually removed. As more block is remediated, the wall becomes increasingly fragile and unstable. The concern at this point is collapsing.
This is a concrete lintel beam. They are used to support block above windows.
Good-bye lintel…
A successful, completed job. A lot of cracked block was found so more area was removed than needed for Bob.
Here comes Big Bob!
Bob’s forever home. Our new roommate. OM Goodness… I sure hope he does not snore.
One more challenge well done.
…to be continued.
07.18.2025
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