Making the Most of Our Last Weeks in Duluth
I’m trying to figure out how it’s possible that in just one week, we’ll be hitting the road for another season of visiting new places, experiencing new adventures, reconnecting with families we met last spring, and hopefully meeting some new ones along the way. Our summer in Duluth went by far too quickly, and as our time here comes to an abrupt end, I’m holding space for both the excitement and the sadness that come with leaving. I truly love this life we’ve created, but that doesn’t make it any easier to leave behind people we love dearly. As quickly as our summer seemed to fly by, I feel like we did our best to fit in as much as we could and soak up as much time with family and friends as possible—and August was no exception.
A Little Family Time Goes a Long Way
Our month began with some special visitors from Oregon—two of my dad’s cousins and their wives. It was so much fun to see them again and have the chance to spend some time together. We first connected with them last October when we were traveling through Oregon and met up with my parents in Albany. It was one of those unexpected perks of this life we’ve chosen—being able to reconnect with family in places we might not otherwise have a reason to visit. We’re hoping our travels next spring will take us through their area again, so hopefully this wasn’t the last time we’ll get to see them for a while.
We also got to have my brother up in Duluth for a couple of days, and that was something I was especially grateful for. My brother is almost four years older than me, and growing up, we were never particularly close. Over the last couple of years, though, our relationship has changed in the best possible way. Somewhere along the way, we went from simply being siblings to actually becoming friends, and I’m incredibly grateful for that. He is one of my favorite people, and I always love the time we get to spend together. We’re already looking forward to seeing him and my sister-in-law again next week on our way to Colorado!
Our Annual Corny Tradition
Our first weekend of the month was spent in one of our favorite places—Cornucopia, Wisconsin! This is a tradition that started about 14 years ago as a way to celebrate my parents’ anniversary. Although our group has gotten a little smaller over the years, the amount of fun we have certainly hasn’t! We love our Corny weekend, and there’s something special about returning to the same place year after year and knowing that the weekend will be filled with some of our favorite things. When the weather cooperates, we spend plenty of time on the beautiful sandy beach, wander into town for coffee, indulge in homemade ice cream sandwiches, and do a little shopping at the general store. Saturday always includes a stop at the Corny Day flea market and vendor booths, followed by the parade. It’s simple, familiar, and a little bit nostalgic—and we look forward to it every year.




Sometimes the Plans Just Don’t Work Out
We had hoped to do a little exploring of the Apostle Islands this year and spend a few days out on the water, after leaving Corny, but it just didn’t work out. And honestly, that’s okay. One of the things I’m learning about this life is that not everything has to happen exactly when you hope it will. There’s always next summer, and we’re already making plans for next summer’s adventures—including some time exploring with our catamaran friends!
Making Time for the Friendships That Matter
The rest of the month we made sure to make plenty of time for Trygg to connect with some of his school friends before we hit the road. He enjoyed a few playdates with school friends as well as some of our family friends. I know he’ll miss them once we leave, but thankfully, this life allows us to stay connected in lots of different ways. We’ll send postcards, try to get together if we make it back during the winter months, and definitely plan to reconnect again next summer. Leaving is never easy, especially when you’ve built friendships that matter, but I’m grateful that we’ve found ways to make the miles between us feel a little smaller.


The Kind of Friends You Can Always Come Back To
Towards the end of the month, I enjoyed a girls’ weekend with four of my lifelong friends. (Kelly, we missed you!) These are the same friends I was able to connect with when we passed through the Cities on our travels back to Duluth this spring. We try to get together at least once a year for a weekend of catching up, relaxing, exploring, and lots of laughter. My parents graciously let us use their home as our meeting spot this year, and it was such a good weekend. Life has taken each of us down different paths, and we’ve all found ourselves in different seasons over the years. Yet somehow, when we get together, it feels like no time has passed at all. There’s something pretty special about friendships that have grown alongside you—people who remember the younger versions of you, have walked through different chapters with you, and are still there to laugh with you through whatever season comes next. I’m so thankful that we continue to make the time for these weekends and for the friendship that has carried us through so many years. I left our weekend feeling refreshed, grateful, and already looking forward to the next time we can all be together.

A Few Last-Minute Brinkley Projects
Of course, I had to fit in a couple of last-minute projects on the Brinkley because that’s just how I roll! We decided to remove the TV, and I am really glad we did. It looks so much better without that giant TV taking up so much space in our living area. We also decided to paint the cabinets a nice beige color that complements our kitchen cabinets, and we hung our electronic picture frame and some new Mixtiles in the space as well. Eventually, we’ll add a pull-down screen and projector, but for now, we’re loving how the space has turned out!

The last project we tackled—although it isn’t installed yet—was adding a live-edge slab where our table is located. I decided to add a little wood-burning to the slab and then coated it with epoxy. It didn’t turn out perfectly, but I think it turned out pretty well, and I absolutely love that it tells our family’s story so well. I’ll share pictures of the finished project in a future post!


The Final Countdown
Although we’ll be leaving in just a week, our last week is full of things to do! Our boat got pulled and put on the hard for winter storage, which means we now need to build the structure that supports our winter cover. I’m really hoping I did a good job labeling all the parts last fall when we assembled it for the first time! We also need to winterize the boat and get everything covered for the winter.

And, of course, we need to make sure everything in the Brinkley is ready to go and still working properly before we hit the road next Tuesday morning. Our goal is to have everything done and ready to go by Friday because this weekend we have family and friends coming to visit. So, basically, there’s no shortage of things to keep us busy!
Ready for the Road, Not Quite Ready to Say Goodbye
It’s hard to believe that in just a few days we’ll be pulling out of Duluth and heading into another season of adventure. I’m excited for the places we’ll go, the people we’ll see, the new friends we’ll make, and all the stories we’ll collect along the way. But I’m also going to miss the people who made this summer so special. I think that’s one of the hardest—and most beautiful—parts of this life. We get to experience so much, but it also means saying goodbye more often than we’d sometimes like. So, we’re soaking up these last few days in Duluth, finishing the never-ending to-do list, hugging our people a little tighter, and getting ready to hit the road.
This life we’ve chosen isn’t always easy—but it is ours. It’s filled with unexpected friendships, family time that feels even more precious because we know it’s temporary, familiar places we return to year after year, and new adventures waiting just around the corner. We’ve learned that plans don’t always work out, projects don’t always turn out perfectly, and leaving is rarely easy. But we’ve also learned that every season has something to teach us, every adventure adds another chapter to our story, and in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.


















































































































































































































