It's hard to believe that it has been two years since we moved into our Red Wing home. I don't think a day goes by when Elvy and I don't have some kind of conversation about our old home. We were there for 18 years, twice as long as either of us lived in any other place. We loved that home and, especially, we loved Savage Lake. Still do, even though we haven't seen the lake in 2 years we still think about it often. Our grandson grew up in that backyard and canoeing on that lake. It will always be a part of us.
I ended up writing about that today because my Window's screen saver glitched and started cycling through my "yard" folder from the want ads I'd created for selling our home in 2014. You wouldn't believe all of the memories that flooded into my consciousness!
I wish someone in the neighborhood would take over this blog because I'd like to keep up on the status of Savage Lake. I know Minnesotans think our little lake "isn't a real lake," but I wish I could prove that you are wrong. That lake has been there longer than Europeans have been on this continent and it is a treasure, no matter how miserably the City of Little Canada, MNDOT, the Watershed District, and the DNR treat it. I wouldn't be surprised to find that Savage Lake is restored to its past beauty long after humans have vanished from the planet.
