Category Archives: family

Look! The world is waking up!

April – beautiful month of early Spring and the welcome return of birds and flowers and leaves on trees. Motivation and new energies coming at us from all directions.
www.nebraskahighway2.com is undergoing a complete redesign of the website. We are making the website semantically correct — to aid those with visual disabilities and also making it responsive. Those visiting and traveling the highway and exploring the communities are relying on their smart phones and tablets for information on events and ammenities. Will they find you?
We are also updating the Farmer’s Markets page so the information is accurate and up to date. In anticipation of the thousands of visitors that Nebraska will play host to this August alone for the total solar eclipse and that huge economic stimulator we want your business to be found.  The total solar eclipse alone will bring hundreds if not thousands of dollars into our communities and our businesses need to make the very most of it!
We are working towards the date of June 1st for our total renovation to be up and live including the webpages for the bannercommunities of Broken Bow and Lincoln! A big order but well worth the investment. Speaking of investments, will your business be found on the internet by visitors this summer? Place an ad on www.nebraskahighway2.com and reap the rewards of having an ad accessible 24 hours everyday by anyone in the world!

Its May– New greens — New Hopes

It seems looking back that Nebraska highway 2 has been my mother… she raised me… sent me soaring to the faraway horizons…

We grew up not far from the farmer immigrant germans who settled near the mighty Missouri river where the roads rolled up and down over hill after hill. Our lives were in the city but our center was a small town in southeast Nebraska and we traveled that highway 2 almost every weekend.  We were going “downhome” as my father said.  Downhome was a small farm on the outskirts of a small town.  We could walk into town as we grew old enough.  Grampa was the town barber and for a few years he and Gramma owned and operated the town hatchery and the town Variety store.  We also rode our bikes back and forth from the farm to town when we were permitted.  There were no worries about child kidnappings or busy roads.  We enjoyed a freedom children today have no idea of.  Even the city life we lived was one without fear.  Playing outside after dark, taking the bus downtown alone, walking or riding our bicycles anywhere in the neighborhood.  Now, we keep a close eye on our children at all times, accompanying them on their neighborhood journeys, having them check in consistently, it is a different world then what we grew up in.

Family vacation times are important for ourselves and our children.  Exploring our home state or traveling to places farther away, experiencing new horizons and meeting the great people living in the small communities is so important in developing a sense of place for our families.  The world is out there to be explored and for memories to be made to take back home and relived.

Each of the communities along Nebraska Highway 2 are planning events for you to share in.  Visit the community pages on www.nebraskahighway2.com to help you plan your travels along the highway and make some memories!

Mid-June Ramblings

It’s the middle of June and the gardens are planted and the Farmer’s Markets are going strong. Families are traveling towards vacation spots across our lands and striving to make memories for the young and for the old.
Our family had a get-to-gether at a horse arena to watch one of our young lovelies race her horse around barrels against a clock.

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Was a relaxing laugh filled horsey time sitting in on those metal seats in the stands and around the “Look for the white trailer pulled by the white and black pick-up”. Inside joke. There were a thousand or so white trailers and white and black pick-ups. It got some of us wondering if those instructions were purposely anti-instructions? Just kidding Pat!

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City kids joining with some country kids and enjoying it all together. Petting the horse and getting to sit on the horse while being led around the parking lot.

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Big smiles and some hiding behind Nana’s legs and Noooo I don’t want to ride on the horse thank you.

A late Mexican restaurant supper afterwards. Delicious food and drink and a server that was outstanding in his abilities and hospitality in taking an order for 18 at ten minutes before closing time. Was a wonderful evening full of laughter and stories, many pictures and some great memories were made.

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Soon young sweet granddaughter will be arriving to spend a few days with Nana and Grampa. Thinking about what we will be doing to make some memories for her.  And us.

Mid-May Musings – “Your number is up Mr. King”

Why our fascination with numbers? Today’s date is 5-15-15 and as many have pointed out, all the dates this week are the same backwards and forwards. “They” say music is numbers, the universe is numbers, but aren’t numbers created by humankind to count and designate? What is a natural number? Anyway, I ponder this date mostly because it is my mother’s birthday. She is an ageless 81 and active and alert as anyone would hope to be at her age. I wonder if when you are 81 do you wake each morning full of surprise and thankfulness or with disappointment that you are facing another day? I hope to wake thankfully until I wake no more.

I may be dwelling on death today in light  of the passing of BB King yesterday. He was 89 years old and for a blues man that is a good long life. I heard BB King play  live twice in Lincoln, Nebraska and he was an incredible musician. I am grateful I had the experience to hear him.  His music lives on and many musicians credit him with their love, obsession and pursuit of creating music.  Music speaks to us on so many different levels.  I know in my own life music has been a constant companion through my days and nights.  Lying awake in my parents’ house late at night listening to my bedside a.m. radio, singing along, annoying my sister who shared my bed and dreaming of growing up and living the lyrics for myself.  Emotions and dreams stirred up upon hearing a long-ago song.

Now these days will find me driving across the plains of Nebraska   listening to my own personal choices of music for hours through the magic of a computer thumb drive.  Upon arrival at a campground I can then turn on the laptop computer and create a background for stargazing or fire cracklings.

Sometimes it is nice however to turn the man made music off and listen to the sounds of the night.  Nature plays some beautiful tunes of her own and we should listen.

Today nature is loud and wet all across the State of Nebraska.  One should remember that Mother Nature can become quite violent this time of year as many have already witnessed so pay attention to what is happening overhead.

What was that?  I think I hear BB King playing some soulful blues up there in those clouds.  Yep, that was definitely Lucille.  Rest in Peace BB King.  We loved you.

 

 

Days running like water

It’s harder than you would think to make writing in this blog a daily habit. Always so many things that require your hands. Writing, knitting, washing dishes, petting animals, introducing yourself and shaking hands, caressing your loved one’s face, typing on the computer, even walking the dog requires your hands. So you make a decision as to where your hands will be used and for how long. Some actions take a set amount of time. Others could go on indefinitely. Like writing. The danger of free form writing is that it may roll on long after anything of worth has been said. Should you edit free form writing? Doesn’t that take out the “free form” of it?

The days keep rolling by like running waters. Some I have participated in fully, other days I just put in an appearance and observe the world around me. Many happenings in other places get my attention — the protests taking place not only by groups in the streets but by professionals who are front and center in the media, making a statement of solidarity with the protesters in the streets.

And still the days roll by. The stress of the holidays becomes more tangible but stopping to remember holidays of the past and the joys and love that were shared mellows out the feelings of stress and panic that are just below the surface. And in addition to wanting the holidays to be joyous for our loved ones, this year we have the added event of our daughter graduating from the university here in Nebraska. That in itself is great cause for celebration. Because you see, our daughter never does things the easy, average way. She is also raising three children, now alone, and is going through the pain and drama of a failed marriage and being abandoned by her husband the children’s father. But, there is icing on this cake, she has a job waiting for her which she will start the Monday after graduation ceremonies. So there is much to celebrate as these days roll by like running waters. Much.