Ludvigson Lace Lady: Ahh, yes. The Lake. Many memories there.
Hummer: You betcha.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: The Lake was the center of life.
Hummer: What do you mean, ‘was?’ It still is!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Oh, yes. I totally agree! I guess I was referring to my memories.
Hummer: So what do you remember?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Well, swimming, of course. My feet never dipped into a pool my whole childhood. The lake was the place for swimming.
Hummer: Did you take swimming lessons at the lake?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Actually, yes. And I wouldn’t recommend it.
Hummer: Why not?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Well, even with my eagerness to learn the method, so as to really get into it, the first instruction I recall on the beloved lakefront was to put my face in the water.
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Hummer: Yes. That sounds normal,.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: The problem was, we were in about one inch of lakewater! Doesn’t work.
Hummer: Oh, your memory must have faded some.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: I wish. Nonetheless, I learned to swim. My dad gets the credit, though. He said if you want to go to the raft, you have to swim there. I learned to swim. I enjoyed the raft.
Hummer: What other Lake memories do you have?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: The annual church Sunday School Picnic! Fond memories at Lake Independance! It was pot luck, as far as food for the day. There were the then-typical relay races: Three-legged Race, Gunny Sack Race and of course, the Watermelon Eating contest!
Hummer: Oh, yes. I remember.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: But my favorite part of the day was swimming! When the kids were finally set free to jump in the lake, I did not hesitate!
Hummer: Oh. You must have finished those swimming lessons.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: I sure did. And, with my friends, we did not get out of the water until our parents called us, later in the day. The sun was setting, the picnic was over and our parents were a bit perturbed that we were still wet. The cars were loaded and they were waiting. And now wondering how the wet bodies will do in the car.
Hummer: That’s not good.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: I know. But what could we say? We were in another world, in the lake!
Hummer: That’s another interesting phenomenon about the lake: When someone tries to talk to you from the shore, you can barely hear them.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Ha! Now that sounds like a silly excuse. But it’s not. Even the parents knew this. And that’s probably why we successfully prolonged our laketime.
Hummer: Who knows.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: I got waterlogged, though. Every time.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Yes. It’s like your body comes lake-water saturated. And you feel sick, when you finally get out. Rather nauseated.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Right. But it was worth it.
Hummer: What else, at the lake?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Waterskiing! Our aunt and uncle had a speedboat, and patiently worked with my cousin, my sister and I, until we got it!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: It sure was! We even dabbled in doubles!
Hummer: I beg your pardon?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: My uncle was able to pull two of us at the same time! That may seem like a small thing, but it wasn’t for us. This was before the days of jetskiis and the like.
Hummer: Where did you ski?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: That’s another story! A whole separate lake chapter!
Hummer: Pour it on!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Well, many years before this waterskiing venture, my aunt and uncle and cousins owned some lake property, up north from the Twin Cities. Their first cabin investment was a smaller rv camper. Then, they expanded to a full size trailer home. Finally they built a home on the lake front. A very nice one, at that!
Hummer: Right off the lake?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Yup. Just a hop, skip and a jump to the lake.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Soon grandparents followed, from the city to the lake. Then even my family uprooted and planted in the same area.
Hummer: But not on the lake?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: No. We were not transplanted to the lake property. But that’s even another story. Better not get me started…
Hummer: Ok. Continue, at the lake.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: While my family was renovating an old farmhouse, it was decided that my sister and I would live with my aunt and uncle and two cousins; the rest lived in the farmhouse even though it was still under reconstruction.
Hummer: You lucked out, for sure!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Well, yes, it was nice! But we were still involved in the farmhouse project. How pleasant to come back to the lakefront home each evening!
Hummer: I should say so!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: My favorite lakefront memory here was on a particular summertime holiday weekend. All paintbrushes and hammers were laid aside. We were taking a break!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: So, my sister, my cousin and I did what any junior high youth would do on a brilliant, blue clouded, sunny day when there is a lake in your back yard! We sunbathed! With swimsuits on, beach towels smoothed out on the soft green grass and with sunglasses perched, we caught the rays!
Hummer: Oh, sister!
Ludvigson Lace Lady: With our heads facing the lake, we conveniently noted who was going by us on the waterbed. It seemed like the boat traffic was growing.
Hummer: Oh, come on. You don’t mean it.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Yes, I do! We all noticed it! And we commented to each other about it!
Hummer: Hmmm. Bathing beauties, huh?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: So we were beginning to wonder! ☺ But then reality struck under our sun-shaded eyes.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: There was a pontoon boat, as row boat and a speed boat parked at the dock. This was normal. But added to this was a holiday visitor’s planecraft, with floaters on the shoreline.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: And three bathing beauties on the lawn! We laughed and joked aloud, “We have a canoe too!”
Ludvigson Lace Lady: We could only laugh because we knew the reality: We were preteens, desperately needing a tan. Tomorrow we would be back with hammer and paintbrush, at the dilapidated farmhouse, working frantically for a roof-over-our-head deadline!
Hummer: Oh, my goodness. How long did you live at your aunt and uncle’s lakefront property?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: We were there for that one summer. It was fun while it lasted. Things never stay the same though. Change happens. The lake front opportunity came and went.
Hummer: There was no more sunbathing on the lakefront again?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Not like that day! In fact, after high school graduation and a transition back to the Twin Cities, the apartment poolside took over!
Hummer: Oh, the pool is just not the same.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: Very true. For a Minnesota summer, anyway!
Hummer: Was the lake gone for good?
Ludvigson Lace Lady: With college and employment, there was no lake. Very sad. The Lake was missed.
Hummer: Never again?
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Ludvigson Lace Lady: When Tim and I, with our three Arkansas-raised boys, moved back to Minnesota, we scheduled summer trips to Mille Lacs Lake! We all enjoyed it!
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Hummer: There was no lakefront, but a 30 minute drive for a day of beach revelry was all we needed. The work was waiting for us, at home.
Hummer: At least there was no cabin maintenance that way.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: For sure. Our neighbors had cabins. Weekend trips would become necessity for them to cleanup and renovate. That can take the fun away.
Hummer: But that’s reality.
Ludvigson Lace Lady: But, even while renovating the cabin property, the dock at sunset is there for your taking. It would make it all worth while.
Life is Lovelier with Lace. . .
Can you picture yourself at sunset, on the dock, at the Lake, breathing in the cool summer air with a slight breeze, blowing a couple strands of hair…with a crochet hook in hand?
And I can even picture what I would be crocheting! I would be in the midst of a Hospitality Square Tabletop, in Delft Blue – for the cabin, just up yonder from the dock.
In my Lake Dream, the cabin would need no renovation. And maintenance would be only a phone call away. Along with supper reservations. ☺
And now, after waking up from my dream, I can see many God-given responsibilities facing me. Which I delight in! Maybe lakeside cabins are awaiting us in heaven!
In the meantime, work and crocheting Hospitality Square Tabletops remain!
Please take a look in my shop! Find what you like and enjoy it in your lake cabin!
Too hot! Gone to the Lake (in my mind),
Debbie, Ludvigson Lace Lady
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