It's the Friday of fishing opening weekend and you'd have to be blind and deaf not to notice. The sounds of traffic outside our office along Highways 35 and 70 have increased to a bit of a roar as the day has progressed. One drive through town and you'll notice trucks and SUV's with boats in tow and eager fishermen buying their bait and fishing licenses. This year a fishing license will cost a resident $20.00 for the season and a non-resident $50.00. However, for the budget minded, there is a Free Fishing Weekend June 6-7th where anyone, any age can fish without a license.

You won't need a license to enjoy the frogs. They've been singing their hearts out for each other for about a month. Dave says the boys are calling for the girls. Maybe so, but for me, it's sometimes soothing and sometimes maddening! He actually has a tutorial recording of all the frog species and their sounds and can tell a species by its sound - mildly valuable but certainly entertaining. It was made by a Michigan native named Jim McGrath and it's called "Frogs of the Great Lakes Region". It's available for purchase online and is a great little quirky stocking stuffer for the nature lover in your life.

You don't have to be a nature zealot to appreciate the colors of nature that have started to come to life in the last couple of weeks. We were admiring the shades of blue overlooking the lake one night - the lake with its cool tones of midnight blue and the sky with its warm blues swirled to the edge of the horizon. With the little bits of rain and warmth (emphasis on little) that we've had lately, the greens are starting to appear too. Grasses, buds and sprouts are coming into their own. Hoorah for May! Bring on the flowers! ~ Wanda Boldon

Dinner at Rosenthal's was really good this weekend. The thing I love about that place is the special service you get from the owners and the staff. You can tell they really care and there's nothing like a "hands on" owner to make you feel the love! The place is so big that you feel like you can have a private experience even if it's full of other customers and that feels good too. Oh, and let's not forget the food - reliable and a step up from the regular Up North fare. Love that place!

Voyager Village is making progress on the new Pro Shop. I stuck my nose against the glass the other day to see how it's going. It looks fresh and modern and I'm sure the summer golfers will appreciate the improved facility. Even though some may miss having a beer and burger in the old Pub, it makes a lot of sense to move that food service upstairs to consolodate things for the overall operation. I'm not sure what plans are in store once they tear down the old Pro Shop, but hopefully they will plan a dandy looking bag drop. In other activity, you can feel the drumbeat of Spring out there. The pool is a hub of activity, there are more walkers out and the staff seems to be scurrying in a way that tells me the snowbirds are on their way back.

The wildlife knows it's Spring too. I almost hit a flying crane on my way home from work the other night and we had a fluffy red fox scrounging under our bird feeders. And speaking of bird feeders, it's time to put them away! The bears are awake! ~ Wanda Boldon

Our food was a nice departure from the usual fare in these parts. The salads were made with colorful, fresh greens and the dressings were special too. Though the dressing came in a plastic take-out container on the side, which was lacking, but that is a nit-pick. Our steaks were beautifully seasoned and done just as we'd asked. I don't normally order steak, but I was thrilled after that one! I don't normally go for dessert either, but the owner strongly encouraged us. Well one look at the special and creative choices on the dessert tray and I could see why they label them "yum yums" on their receipts. We found ourselves saying "wow" out loud with every bite and it was a terrific finish to a better than expected meal.

As for wine, I don't think I'm out of line by saying it's difficult to get a decent bottle or glass of wine at any restaurant in this area. So since we had the ear of the owner, we asked him about any special bottles that he might have stashed away in the back. He was apologetic for the selection and quickly said that he has assembled a team of experts who are helping him build a more varied and special wine list that will work well with their food and even better, he said it'd be done in a month. Fabulous! Make me a reservation!

Even though we had a great experience at Maddens, there was one bothersome thing that kept recurring throughout the night. The service was really not in keeping with the direction that the place seems to want to go. You expect confident, knowledgeable and attentive service at a place like Maddens. If they can perfect that element, I can really start to rave about that place. ~ Wanda Boldon

1. My fondest memories include growing up with our very own modest little cabin. We loved the basics - our hand pump well, outhouse, bathing in the lake and roasting marshmellows over the campfire at night! That's what this area holds for me! 2. If you're an athlete, this is an ideal place to train. That's priceless to me. 3. I love the simpler life without traffic congestion and noise, but even more, the sheer beauty of the area with all the lakes, rivers and trees. 4. I love waking up to the smell of coffee brewing and the slow walk down to the lake to enjoy the first sip of the day as I watch the sunrise. Then in the evening a reversal to watch the sunset with a nice evening cocktail. Life is good! 5. I love that after a heavy snowfall the trees are covered with snow creating a magical winter wonderland. 6. I love the freedom, reflection and opportunity that few people can experience today. 7. I love peace, quiet and no traffic. 8. I love that the UPS man brings all the conveniences of civilization right to your door in paradise. 9. I love the fact that we don't have a rush hour. 10. I love the beauty of every season. ~ Wanda Boldon

We are reminded of the rigors of civilization every time we connect with a new buyer who feels tired and beaten down by their every day life. They want to find a place where they can stop the clock and feel a bit of a disconnect to all the things that contribute to their tension. One of the couples I am working with right now worked 7 days a week at their own business for 30 years and recently sold it. They said they feel like they are 10 years older than they really are and are looking to make up for time lost. This is where they hope to find it. They told me that they feel a certain calm wash over their bodies when they cross the border to enter Wisconsin. Wow, that's some kind of power! But that's exactly what we hope to give each person who comes looking for a piece of the calm. Yours is waiting! ~ Wanda Boldon

The past few months have been full of all kinds of forecasts, changes and fears. The reality of all the changes in the world has hit home with most everyone we know. Priorities are shifting and wants are being replaced with needs. It's happening on both personal and work levels.

The thing that smart people will do - resilient and industrious people, is to move and change with the times. Things are not going to go back to how we knew them. But I believe that doesn't mean they will be worse, just different. Creativity will kick into gear. Great, better things will be born. I believe it. You can't snuff the fire in the belly of dreamers. You can't.

I am witness to it every day. Yesterday, two separate couples who came into our Siren Office just to check it out. Both couples has been dreaming of building their own log home and wanted to see our building up close and personal. As they were walking around, you could almost hear the wheels turning inside their heads and you could see their eyes light up at the prospect of making their dream a reality. Perhaps their priorities are shifting. Perhaps they want to put their money somewhere they can enjoy it and see it grow sensibly. Perhaps they know that dreams come first, reality follows. Keep dreaming. ~ Wanda Boldon

We had the usual family reunion stuff including way too many watermelons, lots of beer and little boys with squirt guns. It was a classic and Mother Nature gave us the best weather possible. We celebrated a couple of birthdays with a Mexican Fiesta theme complete with a pinata and a family picture taken with everyone wearing sombreros. Lots of laughing and hugs culminated with an all-nighter campfire sing-along with songs from six different decades. My guitar playing brother who is a musician, way out in California shared a few original pieces that he wrote. (Fantastic!!!) But most of the night was spent taking requests from around the campfire so that each and every person had their opportunity to belt out a few jarbled verses of their chosen tune. (apologies to my neighbors and the folks across the lake who must have suffered) Ah the memories a few middle aged people can make around the campfire. Don’t forget to make a few of your own! ~Wanda Boldon

I spoke with someone this week who was writing an article for a magazine about the real estate market here. Take one guess what he was wondering. You got it! He collected commentary from a few others in the area before he ended up with me. By the time he got to me, he'd heard a chorus of the standard song. I could tell he felt like someone with spinach between his teeth in a room full of people who just smile and nod. I was glad that we'd just completed a statistical analysis of the first 6 months of the year and happy to share what I knew.

Sales for recreational properties are about level with last year, which makes for a fair and balanced situation for both buyers and sellers. The gap between the average list price and the average sell price for waterfront properties has come together, which means the pricing is right where it should be for most properties. Sellers are getting the message about pricing appropriately. Last year at this time, we had a much wider gap.

More than anything, there is one big bugaboo that plagues us with every offer: lending. Even our most qualified buyers have had lending hassles. In fact, not one contract has closed smoothly this year where there was a lender from outside the area involved. We keep warning buyers about the eleventh hour nightmares that we've endured. Sometimes we have a closing and sometimes we don't. It shouldn't be so hard. In contrast, every single closing where we've had a local lender involved has been smooth and ended in a happy closing day. Things just aren't what they used to be in lending and with the screws being tightened more and more as time passes, it's not going to get better.

Moral of the story: Even if your brother/aunt/neighbor/dog's cousin tells you they can help you out with a loan on your cabin Up North, run the other direction and find a local lender who is familiar with the process and knows what is needed to result in a closing. Oh, and one more - at least give someone a wink if they have spinach in their teeth. ~ Wanda Boldon

But then I ask myself, "What's the big problem?" To complain about having fresh, chilly air seems an absolute joke when you compare the hand that's been dealt the families, businesses and farms in the flood areas. They are absolutely devastated and my heart sinks when I think about the despair so many people must be feeling.

So while I've been holding my breath, I've been holding my entries in this Journal - not feeling like there was very much good to say. "Gee it's chilly." But I think it's time to wake up and smell the flowers, hear the birds sing and watch the wildlife continue with the circle of life. It hasn't stopped and neither should we. There are so many ways to help. One easy way is to purchase a specially designed art poster from Brian Andreas of Storypeople fame, who has re-released a piece that was originally created to help victims of Katrina. This Midwestern born artist is offering it again to help the flood victims in Iowa. You can watch an animation and get more information about the $20 poster at http://youtube.com/watch?v=NtmZRmZaTvQ. The proceeds will be given to the Greater Cedar Rapids Community Fund. Mine will hang in my home as a reminder to stop holding my breath. ~ Wanda Boldon

The latest report on the lakes is that the ice is about 3 feet deep. But Dave the Science Guy assures us that the lakes always open by mid-April, no matter what. He's been muttering something about the Earth rotating and the power of the sun, but it just falls on deaf ears. It's much like explaining to a teenager how babies are made. No one really wants to know, they just want to feel good. Never-the-less, the sunny dispositions are aplenty.

The warm Spring winds whispered through the trees today. They said, "It's time to get your tail Up North, where you want to be." It was an absolutely glorious day! Come Up North! ~ Wanda Boldon

Another source of happiness is the hope of Spring. Do not despair! I heard some barred owls calling last week. They're not fools. They know it's time to get it on. They are particularly noisy in February and March while they are mating - and mating for life I might add. Dave also heard a phoebe sing this week. Groundhog be damned, that little phoebe is going to sing Spring right back into our lives! ~ Wanda Boldon

Regardless of the cold, Spring is here for our business. Today we had several agents showing properties and listed a new property. That's about as good as could happen on a Saturday in any month. Sadly many people think that it's an opportune time to "steal" a property based on the perceived market conditions and the time of year. Yesterday I heard a buyer talk about making a low offer on a property as a business decision. "The seller shouldn't take it personally, it's a business decision for me." Actually, what it really did was remind me of how personal this business really is. No property is perfect, but we can't forget that people live in and love these places. A wife knows her husband is on his way up the staircase because that one same step creaks every time. A husband endearingly watches his wife as she tweaks the same cupboard door to make it close every time. There is a scratch on the wood floor from Christmas ten years ago when the kids gave the baby an indoor ride on their new sled. I wouldn't expect anyone to pay more for a property simply because the sellers have had years of good memories there. And no, not everyone leaves a property in better condition than when they bought it. But I do know that every person we work with has a face, a heart and a life. They deserve our respect and compassion while they expose themselves to the scrutiny of the public when their home is on the market. How can you say it's not personal? ~ Wanda Boldon

It's funny though, the lengths that people will go to sell their property. A couple of months ago, there was an article in the Wall Street Journal regarding the trend of crazed home owners burying a statue of St. Joseph in their yard to help their home sell. It made us laugh. We've seen a few St. Joseph statues over the years. We had one property owner who lived in Florida send the statue to her agent with clear instructions on where and how to bury it. Another property owner buried two. (From the "more is better" school of thought.) There must not be one prescribed way to bury him - front yard, back yard, upside down, feet facing heaven. It's all up for grabs. More importantly, the property owner must do it out of devotion to the Great Carpenter and not greed. That seems to be the key. After the property sells, the statue must be dug up and take a prominent spot in the home with the new owners. Does it work? Heaven knows! What does work? The right price, great marketing and a professional real estate firm. Amen. ~ Wanda Boldon

Now the leaves are almost completely down and we have a brown, brown world. But I'm always amazed at how the inside of our house becomes instantly light once the leaves are gone. Without the shaded canopy of the leaves, the views open up and the sun has a chance to flood through the windows. Just glorious!

It's a great time to look at land, if that's on your wish list. Without all the leaf and brush barriers, you can really get a sense of the lay of the land. Plus the bugs aren't a problem. That's worth a lot!

I met a lot of new grandparents this year and got a great idea from one family. They decided to buy a piece of land instead of investing in a college fund for their new grandchild. They plan to enjoy it for the next 18 years and then sell it when it's time for college. What a great plan! There are so many great memories to create and lessons to learn together with a simple piece of land. Children love being outdoors! I think a mutual fund would be hard pressed to measure up to that. ~ Wanda Boldon

The lakes have recovered a little of their shoreline after the last two weeks of rainfall. The low water levels were incredible all summer and it's good to see some recovery, but we will need a good, snowy winter to help make up the rest of the difference.

I know it's tempting to run a four wheeler along your beach while the water is low to uproot any emerging vegetation, but please don't! Number one, it's against the shoreland zoning ordinance, so you could be reported by your disgruntled neighbors and fined. Number two, it's not good for the long-term water quality of the lake. When the water rises back to normal levels, the vegetation will act as a filter to keep the water clear. Clear, pristine water is hard to come by and we are among the last places to enjoy that. I'm not a certified biologist, nor am I a tree hugger, but I like clear water. Most people do! ~ Wanda Boldon

Ask me the top three things that I remember from this summer and I will tell you three very diverse things. My most interesting experiences seem to happen while I'm on my bike. One afternoon my ride took me down Mail Road. It was a sunny, hot day and the road was cast with shadows from the trees. The shadows against the bright sunlight made it difficult to see the road, so I had to continue with blind faith. When I emerged from the shadows, I was distracted by a bit of movement on the side of the road. My heart nearly stopped when I saw a skunk running along side the road, just two feet from my tires. Yikes! I'd never been so close to a skunk! It's hair looked very soft and billowed in the breeze, but it was a narrow escape from bathing in tomato juice.

My second most memorable experience was during a bike ride with Dave. When we ride together, there isn't as much sweat and heavy breathing as there should be. But it's nice to have a buddy to chat with once in awhile. That day, we crested a hill on Minnow Lake Road to find a tall, lovely man walking down the road serenading the forested countryside with a set of bagpipes. The sounds soared through the air as we rode by him. It was incredible and unbelievable and for a brief moment, we were transported to the Emerald Isle.

My third most memorable moment was something I didn't experience for myself, but I saw it through a client's eyes and that was more than enough for me. We had just sold one lake home for these clients so that they could buy another that suited their needs better. Shortly after the sale closed, we received a call from them. We fully expected to hear about how much they loved their new lake property. They did. But they also reported a deflating story of their new neighbor, an older middle aged man who liked to parade around in a thong bikini on his dock. The story continued with how there was absolutely nothing left to the imaginiation, what with bending over to bait his fishing pole and the like. It wasn't the full moon that they'd hoped to experience and was another case of how "less really isn't more."

Bottom line for the summer: watch out for skunks, always listen for music and keep your pants on. ~ Wanda Boldon

One summertime staple that I think everyone should embrace is the campfire. It's a great ritual for bonding with friends and family. It's a time to be outdoors in the fresh evening air and listen to the logs crackle and the owls hoot. It's a great opportunity to step away from tending to petty needs and just sit. And frankly, it provides lighting that makes most of us look younger, thinner and smarter than we actually are. (Or did someone spike my drink?) Either way, what's not to love?

You also don't hear much about anyone singing campfire songs anymore. For shame. Maybe it's because they're kind of corny and the younger generations haven't been taught the words. It's true, even I have a hard time relating to "Jimmy Crack Corn", so I've come up with an alternative. It was born hiking along a trail on Lake Superior with some friends and can be a little obnoxious in large doses. But so what? It's great for people of all ages, it requires only a little thinking and talent and it's good for at least an hour of laughs. Here's how it goes: someone thinks of a word (like house) and everyone has to randomly come up with a song title or a line from a song that has that word in it. Of course, it must be sung so that the rest of the gang knows what song you're talking about. But that's what makes it so much fun! Oh stop being such a wallflower and try it. Try it with some kids for starters. They're not concerned about dignity.

Go ahead and check your dignity at the County line, my dears. It's summertime and with the right lighting, you get to be a kid again. ~ Wanda Boldon

Wildlife siting: Tom saw an eagle in flight the other day with a rooster pheasant in its talons. He couldn't tell what he eagle was thinking, but he's pretty sure he could hear the pheasant reciting The Lord's Prayer!

Nature update: The flowering trees and lilac bushes are peaking in many yards and there are delicate purple flowers along the roadside.

Anyone looking for a little outdoor exercise will be happy to know that most of the roads have had the sand and gravel remains swept away, making it much nicer for running and biking. Have fun out there! ~ Wanda Boldon

The winds have been nothing compared to the dry conditions that we are experiencing. There is a ban on all burning right now and we are hoping for a few good days of soaking rain. Be careful with anything that involves a flame or ashes. Fire is not discriminating!

The loons are back and have been calling each other like crazy on our lake. It's a magical sound - especially at night under a full moon that's shimmering on the water. The turtles are on the move, so look for them crossing the roads. The bears are awake and have been destroying bird feeders all over the place. They're hungry and looking for some fast food!

Have a safe and enjoyable opening weekend! ~ Wanda Boldon

Following an afternoon run, five vehicles with trailers passed me on our road. It was really sad to watch. This person who'd been a custodian of our special place for so many years was moving on. I have no explanation for how my mind works, but the first thing that came to my mind was that this must be what it feels like to have someone leave Walton's Mountain. (Let's just let that one lie!)

Retreat places become sacred ground to those who own them. You get to know the lay of the land, watch how the trees change and interact with the wildlife. The place becomes a good friend. When you share a special place like that with other people, you develop a bond. You share a mutual respect and love for the location that ties you together. It's no wonder that when it's time for one of the neighbors to move on, it stirs some feelings. Now I understand.

Good night John-Boy. We'll miss you. ~ Wanda Boldon

Many other birds have joined their return. The cranes were back a couple of weeks ago. Several duck varieties have been spotted including mallards, golden eyes and wood ducks. We've also seen snow geese, trumpeter swans and woodcocks as they pass through the area on their journey to their summer place. As for the owls, I haven't actually seen them, but I've heard them crank up the hoot patrol during my afternoon run.

The wilderness creatures are stirring as well. The beaver seem to be particularly active and the frogs have begun their "Ode to Spring" chorus.

This is the earliest ice out that anyone can recall. I've talked with many, many people who've referred years back in their lake journals and ice out has consistently been mid-April. Some people are saying that this factoid points to "you know what." Well, I don't know if it's global warming or not. What I do know it that we have shimmering, moving water that makes the whole world seem more alive. I'll take it! ~Wanda Boldon

It's no wonder people feel like that. What exactly are an agent's or real estate firm's credentials? If you start looking at the ads and claims from various companies, it seems like everyone claims to be "the market share leader." Yes, I suppose things can be sliced and diced in such a manner to make the numbers come out how you like and some just might be pure "exaggeration." But I don't think any of that gives a level of comfort to a person looking to get involved with a real estate firm. The bottom line for people is "what are you going to do for me?"

Wouldn't it be great if you could measure real estate agents and firms by the kind of experience you have - by what actually goes down, start to finish? What if all the ads gave information that answered that question? Here are some of the claims I'd like to see: You won't feel like something dirty happened to you if you work with our firm. You won't have to seek outside help because you don't trust us. We won't put our interests before yours. We're in business to sell your property, not just list it. We won't list your property at an extraordinarily high price and then beat you down over time to get to the right price where it will sell. Wouldn't you like to know those things up front?

But how would a company measure that and convey it to the public without being in poor taste? Believe me, we're working on it, because we believe those are the true concerns that are really on your mind. ~ Wanda Boldon

I think there should be an Up North Law. I don't know who would sit around the campfire and decide what is written, but I'd like to have a say or two. One thing that should be Up North Law is a ban on exterior lights. They are a pollutant to the view of others and take away from the black night sky. If you need to see to go outside at night, you should use the modern light switch. When you're done, use it again. There will be a period of exemption for exterior lights from Thanksgiving to New Year's to honor the season of light. But after that - it's lights out! And so it is written. ~ Wanda Boldon

If you have a cabin, take the opportunity to soak it up during this crazy time of year. Just get in your car and come! Or, hand your keys to someone you know who needs a break. It'll be one of the greatest gifts of the season.

If you don't have a cabin, you need to have a talk with Santa. ~Wanda Boldon

I don't really mourn the passing of Summer like a lot of people. Fall puts its own special stamp on things, like the day the wind started to whip and took all the leaves off the trees. That was dramatic! We'd been living in a private cocoon of leaves for months and suddenly we were opened up to a panoramic view that we'd forgotten existed. And if you want to see dramatic, Tuesday morning as we gathered for our Property Tour, we saw 7 trumpeter swans swimming in a line on Berg Lake with clouds of white billowy fog rising up from the water all around them. It looked like heaven on Earth.

We are still looking forward to a few crisp nighttime campfires and a canoe paddle or two yet this Fall. It's too soon to button things up completely. Don't throw in the towel. There's still more fun to be had! ~ Wanda Boldon

The other night when I was riding my bike and the cicadas were singing their ode to summer, I passed a grouse on the side of the road that didn't even flush, just shivered as I rode by. I chased a red fox for a mile down the middle of the road until it leaped into a grassy area and overhead a pair of cranes gracefully kissed the wind with their wings. This all happened within ten minutes and I wondered if it could truly be real. This is incredible. ~ Wanda Boldon

In the 1990's, we were hard pressed to have enough premium lakeshore lots available for the number of buyers looking to build. We would have a lot sold within days of being put on the market. We just couldn't get our hands on them fast enough. Anything on a good recreational lake with sandy shoreline sold quickly. But time marches on and so do real estate trends.

Slowly, but surely, we've seen people become less and less interested in buying lots to build their dream cabin and more and more interested in buying property with an existing cabin. What happened along the way?

First of all, many existing cabins are sitting on some of the best lots. Forty years ago, people logically chose to build their cabin on the best spot they could find. Secondly, most buyers are active, double income families. It can be overwhelming to consider a building project a couple of hours from home when you're too tired to put dinner on the table. The reason they want a cabin in the first place is to relax and leave the cold, cruel world behind. Third, buyers are treating their cabins as a shorter-term purchase. Years ago, people would build a cabin to create a long-term legacy for their family. Now, it's a more transient thing as life, jobs and families change like the wind.

The irony is that several other things have changed along the way, making it more favorable to build. There are more reputable, experienced builders in the area than there were 15 years ago. We now have enforced building codes, giving a cabin owner great confidence in the end result. We also have fewer speculative builders working in the area because lot prices have risen, making it more of a risk to build on speculation. Fewer spec builders means fewer new construction choices for those wanting modern, up-to-date accomodations.

What this means for a lakeshore lot buyer today is that they have a nice inventory of lots available to chose from, they have a choice of competent builders to work with, they can make their own decisions on finishing and layout and they can create a more saleable end product so that their asset is more liquid when it comes time to sell.

Check back in another ten years. Things are sure to change again! ~ Wanda Boldon

The new owners have been there for a little over a year and seem well settled into the kind of food, presentation and service that is deserving of the Seven Pines' legacy. Dining on the porch by a babbling trout stream in a log lodge that is over 100 years old doesn't hurt either!

We had a beautifully prepared and presented six course meal that rivals some of our finest experiences in the Twin Cities. If you're a wine drinker, don't pass up the special pairings that they've prepared to go with the meal. They are spot on!

The wine list has been thoughtfully assembled, with a wide variety of price points and varietals. You will find choices that are hard to find elsewhere from top boutique producers all over the world.

We're so lucky to have such a jewel in this area and I encourage support of the new owners. I hope they will continue for years to come. Salut! ~ Wanda Boldon

So what is the answer to that question? My answer lately is one word: balanced. If you're a buyer, it means you're not going to steal a property from a desperate seller. Sellers are savvy about the market and if they're working with a good agent, they're well informed. If you're a seller, it means you have to price your property properly and make some efforts to present it well to potential buyers. Clean, neat properties that are priced properly and being marketed by a professional, aggressive company are going to sell. It's just that simple.

Gone are the days when a seller could jack up their price 20% from the recommendation and not even sweep the floors or do any updating to sell their property. But that's not normal! A property that's available for sale should be shown in its best light. It should be accompanied by strong and strategic marketing and the market should dictate the price. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where real estate agents are going to focus their efforts in this situation. They know the commission rate of a property before they even show it. It's posted on the MLS. They're going to focus on properties where the commission rate is the most attractive. It's human nature.

I predict that there will be an abundance of properties on the market if sellers and their agents don't take care of business properly. It means that properties won't turn over and there will be more and more available. That will help move us toward a buyer's market. I don't have anything against buyers, but I hope that doesn't happen. I like balance. ~ Wanda Boldon

The loons are also back on most lakes. You can hear them calling at the end of the day. I'm sure they are looking for nesting ground and being pestered by the eagles. Most everyone thinks that eagles are pretty cool, but they can be kind of annoying and they drop major poo bombs on your boat. That's not too cool!

My other wildlife sightings today were a wood chuck and a pair of cranes. The wood chuck scampered across the road and up a hill to a wetland area. He was a very cute little guy. The cranes nearly stepped out onto Highway A as I drove by. I know they're among some of nature's less intelligent creatures, but come on guys! Save yourselves and don't play in the road! That goes for the rest of y'all too. Save yourselves and come play Up North! ~ Wanda Boldon

Lake update: Fremsted and Prinel Lakes are open and the ice is getting very black and pitted on many of the larger, deeper lakes. The wind today is likely helping break up the edges. Just seeing that open, alive water stirs your spirit.

If you plan to drive North from Webster to Danbury this week, be aware that Highway 35 is closed for major construction beginning Monday. If you need alternative route ideas, call or email us. Have a great weekend! ~ Wanda Boldon

So hurry up and come Up North before you miss the whole show! ~ Wanda Boldon

Though the birds are an indicator of what's to come, we have to be patient and pull back our enthusiasm for feeding them and drawing them into our property. Because along with the birds comes another sign of the changing season - the bears. They can't sleep forever and they tend to be hungry when they wake up. Bird feeders are among their favorite fodder. Once they know you have feeders, they will come back again and again. That can bring the onset of another song - a song of woe! Don't live in denial. They are going to wake up. They are going to destroy your bird feeders. You are going to be ticked. So just give up the ghost for awhile and bring in your feeders! ~ Wanda Boldon

The first is a well known local artist named Bob Schmidt. His paintings capture wildlife in rarely seen, yet realistic scenes. His experience as an avid hunter and fisherman, coupled with his artistic gifts have produced pieces that never become tired or trite. He is a tried and true icon in the area!

Another artist whose work has been featured on television and in magazine articles is Laura McCaul. She hand carves tiles that feature birds, fish and plants and uses a blackware firing process to create tiles that are earthy, rich and full of surprising details. Her work spans the gamut from stand alone tiles to custom hand carved fireplaces. Get your hands on one and you'll want more. Yum!

My husband recently called a pair of legs sexy. I agreed. They were the legs on a table made by Laura's husband Jim McCaul. Not only are the lines in his pieces pleasing, but he uses the grain of the wood and staining to make the wood glisten with texture, yet feel silky to the touch. He features Laura's tiles in many of his pieces. Double yum!

I've said it once and I'll say it again, "Nothing says Happy Birthday like a piece from one of these incredible artists!" Luckily birthdays come once every year! ~ Wanda Boldon

I used to live in Madison and have two daughters there now. I thought it would be a little sentimental to go back and I don't mind seeing the kids either! But yikes! Madtown has a whole new meaning for me now. I don't need anything more to affirm the life I've chosen here.

The traffic is insane. It takes forever to get anywhere and do anything and if you get there unscathed, it's a minor miracle. The restaurants are jammed with people every night of the week. I didn't check, but it's quite possible you need a reservation to eat at McDonalds. Does no one cook at home anymore? And expensive. If you pay for a cup of coffee and an online connection, don't plan to eat dinner.

There's nothing better than jumping in the car and having an "N" displayed on the rear view mirror. Now that's the right direction. ~ Wanda Boldon

But growing up in a small town, it seemed like a long shot that someone from small town America with an average background could do big things in the world. I'm talking about the kind of big things that make a nation stop and take notice. It seemed to me that those big things had to come from an urban setting, where there were opportunities, services and more sophisticated people.

Well after a sampling of life in the city and life in small towns, I'm here to tell you that there's "a whole lot of average going on" in the cities as well as small towns. So it doesn't matter where you live. Those big things come from special people who choose to rise above the average flow of life. They work harder, they dare to stand out and they sacrifice sliding into a comfortable average life. They become heroes.

Our local hero in Cresco, Iowa was Dr. Norman Borlaug. Dr. Borlaug won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1970 for his work in agriculture. There is a big, lovely statue of him in the town's main park. As a youngster, it was a little difficult for me to get my arms around that whole thing (concept, not the statue). I never met Dr. Borlaug. I guessed you had to be pretty old to have them make a statue out of you - kind of like George Washington or Abe Lincoln. But I was glad that the community had someone do something important so that we wouldn't be seen as just hick farmers. It was a kind of validation. But it wasn't a great inspiration to a growing young girl.

Well wake up inspiration! Siren has something to shout about! There's a hero in our town and her name is Molly Engstrom. Molly is competing in Torino, Italy with the Olympic Women's Hockey Team. Now that's something you can get your arms around - a real live Olympian from Siren, Wisconsin! The newspapers are calling it Molly Mania. It's a big thing - a really big thing. Good job Molly! We wish you well! ~ Wanda Boldon

We haven't had many frosty mornings this winter. It's a treat when it happens. But be sure to get up early enough to take it in. Before you know it, it's gone and it's just another sunny day! That's OK too! ~Wanda Boldon

Who likes snow? We do! We thought we lost all of our snow, but thankfully we were doused with a fresh batch of branch clinging, glistening white snow. It's a wonderful way to start the New Year.

We're heading into the prime winter vacation time. We have people in our office with vacations scheduled for Mexico, Hawaii and Florida. Me? I'm going to stay right here and play in the snow. I'm in search of a prime sledding hill and fully expect to shave a few inches off my hind quarters by shear friction. Hey - anything's possible! (It's an infomercial in the making!)

Many people are devising ways to shave off inches this time of year. They're writing contracts with themselves or counting carbs. How about we all just get out and play? Who cares where you do it - the Caribbean or Burnett County. Let's just do it and have fun! ~ Wanda Boldon

It's fun for us to watch, because these things are going on every day in our lives, yet we don't get to see and hear what's going on behind the scenes. We can only surmise what a seller or buyer might think or say about us! Well this show puts it right out there! It lets you be the proverbial "fly on the wall".

It's amazing how we can meet the players at the beginning of the show and predict what's going to go down. The sellers who distrust their agent, don't want to hear about things they can do to improve the marketing of their property and think they know more about pricing than their agent invariably end up in a big tangled snit and usually don't sell. Conversely, the trusting, open, industrious people see results.

It's interesting that many of these people buy their next house before theirs has sold and end up with a whole lot of stress. I wonder if that is common or necessary in the real world. I don't know about that because we have a unique market here with many of our properties being second homes.

Of course from where I sit, I relate to the agent's perspective. But I wonder what someone outside of our industry gleans from the show. ~ Wanda Boldon

It's a magical feeling to ice skate in the moonlight on a fresh sheet of ice! It's like floating in the darkness. It feels free and exhilerating. Mother Nature doesn't always cooperate, so we really appreciate the years that we are given such a special opportunity.

This year we thought we were in the clear. Several smaller lakes in the area were frozen long enough for safe skating. So we figured we were just days away from perfect ice. Even the pouring rain didn't discourage us. Rain will freeze into a smooth sheet, if all goes well. But nothing can change the crusty coating of a wet snowfall. Darn! It's over. We'll have to wait another year. ~Wanda Boldon

I don't mind it, to be perfectly honest. I welcome the bright spot of holiday lights and cheer this time of year. I like the sparkle of ornaments and tinsel. I think the music is soothing and familiar, though I've been banned from playing it at my house until after Halloween.

I like to think of this long slide into the holidays as a way to bring beauty and joy to a time of year that could become mundane and routine if you let it. But it's not the only way to bring a little life and joy to this time of year.

Another great example is the upcoming "holy week". It's not a lot different from the aforementioned holi-day. It's a big family tradition. There is a color scheme: blaze orange. Rather than ornaments and tinsel being hung out, clothes are hung out to rid them of their human scent. There are songs to mark the occasion. (Come on, who hasn't tapped their toe to that song about deer camp?) People take time off work, businesses close, there are large meals and drinking and at the end of the festivities, people collect their prize and go home to start planning for the next year.

I've heard a few grumblings about that holy week too. But joy is a very personal, unique thing. It's not always wrapped up in a shiny bow. Sometimes it's wrapped in twine. ~Wanda Boldon

I've witnessed some amazing projects and transformations over the years. It's fun to meet industrious, creative types who actually leave a property better than when they got it.

That's all well and good, but sometimes that's not the case. Not everyone has good taste, good ideas or good workmanship. But even worse is another problem - the unfinished property. We have such a difficult time with unfinished properties!

From the seller's perspective, it's just a little trim here and there, flooring and some closet doors. It's not much to finish. Any buyer can do those things for very little cost and effort.

From the buyer's perspective, it's a sign that someone doesn't love and care for the property and they start to look for other issues that might be associated with lack of love. Also, not all buyers fancy themselves as skilled. The cost and idea of finding a competent person to help them finish things generally brings a lower offer to the seller.

Bottom line: No one likes unfinished business. Or as my Mom used to say, "Finish your spinach, it's good for you." ~ Wanda Boldon

Our outdoor activities are shifting as we are faced with darkness after work and an increased nip in the air. It's a great time for canoe outings. You can dress in layers and work yourself warm with every stroke.

We savored our bike rides this week, knowing that they may likely be our last of the season. But maybe that's a good way to live anyway. ~ Wanda Boldon

I think a lot of people like to see something common made into something special. Maybe that's why makeovers are such a popular topic in magazines and on TV shows. Plus, it's not just for hair and makeup anymore. There's a show called "Pimp My Ride" where they make over cars and there are several shows where they makeover home interiors and exteriors. Well, we have a prize winner in the total home makeover category!

This week we toured a new listing that was so unbelievably changed. I could not believe my eyes or my nose. It simply didn't look or smell like the same place. When we sold it to the current owners, their intent was to rehab the place. It was the worst house I'd ever seen. I wouldn't even walk into the place. Rumor had it that there was a wild animal living in the walls or something, so I just poked my head in the door.

Today, it's a fresh, modern home with a sensible floor plan. Everything is safe, up-to-date and quite nice. The wild animal is gone and it smells like - well it doesn't smell! I'm sure the neighbors are thrilled. I love a good Before and After! ~Wanda Boldon

On our first visit to the dealership, we were randomly matched with a salesperson. I wasn't sure if I was happy with the match. It felt a little like an arranged marriage. But as I looked around at all the others who were available, it was like a visit to the Island of Misfit Toys. Maybe we got off lucky!

We didn't find the right vehicle on our first visit. But our salesperson found one that appeared to be perfect on the computer and made arrangements to have it delivered a couple of days later, which was the fated Wednesday.

We had an appointment with our salesperson after work and arrived on time after almost 2 hours of driving. When we arrived, he was nowhere to be found. One of his cohorts was kind enough to babysit us and make meaningless small talk until they could track down our guy. We waited for a half an hour and watched the sky become more and more black.

When he finally arrived, we test drove the vehicle and decided to buy it. With major weather threats looming, we wanted to get the heck out of there. If it were only that easy! Unfortunately, their dog and pony show had to be done. My patience was waning, the winds were kicking up to 70mph and there were reports of three inch hail on the way. I started to pace and watch the sky while they tried to convince Dave to finance through them. My car was sitting in their lot and another salesperson (clearly from Fantasy Island, not the Island of Misfit Toys) saw the concern on my face, took my keys and pulled my car into shelter. Thoughtful and Unselfish.

Two hours passed and we were finally done. Before we drove away, our salesperson reminded us that we were going to receive a survey in the mail. He said that they needed us to give the highest marks possible in all categories. If we didn't feel we could do that, we should just throw it away. OK. Fine. Please let us go! But wait, we couldn't leave until we spoke with the manager. The manager greeted us and proceeded to reiterate that we would be receiving a survey. We smiled and nodded, thinking of the drive we had ahead of us to get home.

We haven't decided if we're going to fill out the survey when it arrives. I know how important these things can be. There are national awards on the line. We have the same kind of thing with Century 21. But more important to me as a business owner is knowing the truth about how my customers feel. Good or bad. Constructive feedback isn't as fun as being stroked. But it's way more fun to have happy customers who want to come back. "Smiles everyone. Smiles!" ~Wanda Boldon

It's amazing, those delivery people know everyone. They know where everyone lives. They know when everyone comes and goes. They are the prize patrol and when you see them coming, it's like Christmas morning. It must be what it's like to be Santa. Everyone loves you. No wonder they're always so happy!

As great as it is getting stuff, any stuff you want, it's never the same as seeing it and feeling it in person. You always wonder. Will I like it? Will it fit? You just never know until it arrives. That's why we need to make a periodic pilgrimage to civilization, to see what the heck smog looks like in person, to feel cotton cashmere with our own hands, to take it all in. It's a sensory overload. I will study a catalog and a web site before I go to a store. Then, I'll actually come home and order online. They never have the right size or color at the store. Crazy, but true! But I will keep going to the store periodically because it's my way of staying connected to reality. Or maybe it's a way to disconnect from my reality.

I was out with a really neat family this week. Mom, dad, daughter and son all came to look at lake property. They were ready. They had a fist full of printouts and information about the properties they were going to see. They brought their swimsuits and all four of them, God bless their souls got in the water to test things out. It was great! The kids were about 12 and 9 years old and they were troopers. They got in the water on a chilly, breezy day because they wanted to feel it, to see what it was like, to know if it was right.

As much information as they could glean from phone conversations with me and what they could gather online, they still needed to come here to see and feel what they wanted. I know why they come. I know how they feel. ~ Wanda Boldon

The NAR reports that people are buying within 200 miles of their primary residence and the reasons for their purchases include wanting to take in the outdoors, escaping from the stresses of life in the city, selecting a retirement residence and finding investment opportunities. I know I'm a believer! We've seen it all right here and we have it all right here!

Whether it's pursuing the American Dream of buying a primary residence or the Dream of getting on the second home band wagon, don't stop dreaming. The options are many and varied. Keep an open mind. Stay informed. Most of all, get connected with a Realtor who has the knowledge and experience to help you make your dreams a reality. ~Wanda Boldon

The trees and plants are looking a little droopy and brown. A few leaves have begun to change color and the ferns are drying up. It's hard to tell if the change has to do with the season or the very dry conditions. It's been a terribly dry Summer, so the vegetation isn't as lush as normal. But I'm betting on the change in season!

The evening air is contradicting itself with a freshness and a heaviness all at the same time. A deep breath is like the contrast of flavors in a chocolate and vanilla swirl cone. It's a mix of crisp humidity.

We went for a bike ride last night and the fragrances were so potent and intoxicating. A just logged parcel smelled like fresh wood and pine, like a brand new house in the middle of a pine forest. Just mowed areas under the power lines smelled like a mature hay field. One wooded area that we passed smelled like sweet, floral perfume. I wish I knew the source!

The grasshoppers are thick. The cicadas are singing their hearts out. (only the males, mind you) The fog is drifting off the lake in the morning. It's all part of the calm of Fall that washes over the fast paced Summer. It's time is coming. ~ Wanda Boldon

It's not often, but every once in awhile, we'll show a property that smells just awful. The minute you walk in the door, your first reaction is to wrinkle your nose and recoil. I always wonder how some people live in such a "stinky poo" situation. What must they think to themselves when they enter their home-sweet-home?

As a listing agent, it's always difficult to raise the issue of bad smells with a seller. If the place smells like animals or animal urine, then you appear to be insensitive to their pets. If it smells like heavy smoke, then you risk insulting them for their personal habits. If it just smells bad and you can't put your finger on it, then you're in the territory of telling them they're just plain dirty and they wonder who crawled off the throne and anointed you queen for a day?

Then there's just the opposite. The seller who is so in tune to the atmosphere in their home that they bake bread before showings, have a plate of cookies out for the buyers (homemade, of course) and have soft music playing in the background. They deserve a hug! And they'll get one at closing, because their property will be sure to sell! ~ Wanda Boldon

There is a school of thought that thinks bats are great to have around. They eat mosquitoes, blah, blah, blah. To me, they're mice with wings and they're expelling all over my deck. Sick!

There is a guy up here who specializes in dealing with these matters, but he isn't returning my calls. I don't think the terrain at my house is appealing to a man on a ladder. So in the meantime, I might have to check the going rate for the stuff and develop some fabulous packaging. ~Wanda Boldon

You can't put your arms around the "x" factor in this case. The property wasn't grandiose or expensive. It didn't photograph well and describing it verbally doesn't really get your juices flowing either. It's kind of like when you see an attractive man (or woman). They might not be wearing the most expensive clothes. They might not have the most perfect physique. But there's something about the package that is universally magnetic.

When we arrived at the property on Property Tour, we all got out of our cars and gathered around the listing agent to get the scoop. No one was paying close attention because we were all craning our necks. This place was so well cared for! Everything was perfect without looking like someone tried too hard. There was a place for everything and everything was in its place. It was a fairyland and you could just feel the love. Being there was relaxing, like a big warm hug.

It's no wonder that the first person to see it made an offer. Like special people, some properties just stir your heart. ~Wanda Boldon

You also notice that all of your pants are too big. Why, you've lost weight! You are so clever! You've beaten the system and dropped that pesky 7 pounds that you've been carrying around for the last ten years. It might even be time to buy some new pants in a smaller size. It would be very good for your ego to casually drop your new pants size in conversation with your friends. Life is good. Sorry this euphoria is temporary too!

Soon, your "to do" list is growing and nagging at you. And so is your waistline. Your new pants are binding and uncomfortable. Before you know it, you're back to your old weight and maybe even a few pounds more.

It's just like the real estate market here this year. Now I'm no Economist - my father-in-law fills those shoes, but I do like to amuse myself with my own theories. This year our Spring market stunk. It was so unusual. The Spring market is usually strong here! But in this business, you can have a dry spell in the market (or wet in our case) and never catch back up for the year. To no fault of your own, the year could end up down. But here's the cool part. Things have bounced back and caught back up to normal. It's just like losing weight when you're sick. You're not skinny for long. At some point, the natural balance is restored! Brilliant! ~ Wanda Boldon

Our preconceived notions about people and the places they come from can be hard to release from our brains. When we told our friends in Madison that we were moving Up North to live (for real), they shook their heads and wondered how we were going to live among the cretins and jack pine savages. Because heaven knows that no one of any intelligence or contribution to society lives outside the confines of commuter distance!

Of course what we've found is absolutely to the contrary. We've met so many amazing and talented people in the last ten years. Many live here and some come and go with the seasons. We live among authors, engineers, artists, business owners, athletic trainers, computer geeks and volunteers - people who think, create, cook, laugh and give. Some of them have become dear friends to us.

It just goes to show you that you can't pin a label on people because of where they live. Because after twenty-two years of being an Iowa girl and ten years of being an Up North girl, don't ask me to pick your meat and don't ask me to bait your hook! ~Wanda Boldon

Friday night's wine bar was full of the usual - great food with a lot of interesting people. But this week, they played a wild card and had some live blues music for added attraction. "Red, White and Blues". Topping it all off were two songs with revised lyrics that paid tribute to Jim and Peggy, the honorable hosts of this weekly taste treat. You can just imagine "American Pie" being sung with the words "bye, bye to the last piece of pie" and that's not even the best of it. What a laugh! Creativity brings so much joy!

It's just one of the many great things about this weekend. The whole area is brimming with families who are sharing good times together for the 4th. The lakes are alive with activity and you can hear laughing, even an occassional song coming from campfires. It's truly the Superbowl of Up North. ~Wanda Boldon

Beyond living my own Mystery Science Theatre, the first day of summer is a reminder of all the families making plans to come Up North for the weeks surrounding the 4th of July. All the community celebrations and parades are set. The fireworks vendors are unloading crates and crates of inventory. The grocers are stocking pounds and pounds of brats. Grandparents are raking their beaches in anticipation of visiting grandchildren.

What a great culture! What a great place to have fun with our family and friends! What a great place to be a Realtor! ~ Wanda Boldon

We grabbed a couple of sandwiches at Waynes on the way home and filled the cooler with cold beverages. What more do you need? Throw on your swim suit and sunglasses and let the day (week, month) drain out of you! Ahhh!

The sounds on the water on a Friday evening in the summer are an absolute delight. People are arriving at their cabins. Children run straight from the car to the dock to say hello to the lake. Dogs splash in the water and then shake themselves on the kids, eliciting a chorus of screams and giggles. Sublime!

Just before sunset, we joined some neighbors on their screen porch to catch up and have a few laughs. By the time we knew it, darkness had fallen. For two nearly blind folk wearing only sunglasses (and swim suits, of course), the challenge of navigating the boat home would prove interesting. As we approached what we assumed was our side of the lake, we headed toward a dock that appeared to be ours. The house looked like the right shape. Oops! Wrong house, wrong dock! Amidst uncontrollable laughing at our folly, thankfully the second try was a winner! ~ Wanda Boldon

Every year this business is different. The minute you start to think that a particular time of the year is going to be a big selling time, it can end up on the short end of things. This year has proven to be a great example. Our typically strong Spring market was not what we expected. In talking to other business owners, in and out of the area - cars to appliances, we found the same. The Spring market was funny.

It doesn't matter what the business - once you realize that things aren't "like they were last year", you start to ask yourself why. Then you ask others why. No one seems to know the reason while they're standing smack dab in the middle of it, but everyone has their own theories. Most people I talked with blamed lagging Spring sales on the crummy weather that we had here in the Midwest. I know that was our assessment as well.

You always have more clarity on a situation when you're able to look back. It doesn't hurt to have a national newspaper clue you in as well! Last Friday's Wall Street Journal said that this May was the coldest in 22 years and is being credited for cutting the growth figures from last year's retailers in half. The weather! We knew it!

Well, just as sure as the sun rises, the last couple of weeks have produced a great flurry of sales that we typically see earlier in the year. You don't say?!? ~ Wanda Boldon

It starts with the traffic. There's nothing gradual about it. The impact is so jarring. One day, you're lucky if you see another car on some of our roads. The next day, you can't even make a left hand turn. There is a stream of cars on Hwy 35 making a pilgrimage North that seems to be never ending. Where are all the people going?

Next it's the weather. It's always wet and cold for the craft fair in Webster. I feel badly for folks involved with that. But there are always scores of people out in the cloudy, windy, misty weather to buy little ditties for their cabins or homes. I know everyone was braced for the worst this year. The forecast didn't look promising. I talked to many families who planned card tournaments and movie days as entertainment for the weekend. But low and behold, we were surprised with two amazing days. As always - you just never know!

Another thing that's always the same is the pulsing energy all around (or is that the building vibrating from all the traffic?). People are ready to have fun. Bring it on! All the pent up excitement from the long, cold winter needs to be released. One needs no more evidence than to witness the few brave kids getting pulled behind a boat on a floaty toy, sending out screams of utter shock as they race through the cold water. There's nothing like hearty Midwestern energy. Our kids are born with it!

Then, it's always quiet when it's over. Until the Fourth of July. ~ Wanda Boldon

Another one that comes to mind reminds me of cruising around with my friends as a teenager. No matter how innocent and law abiding the behavior (as it always was), there's nothing like hearing someone shout "Cop!" to get your heart pounding!

When you're Up North, there are a few other words that can jump start your pump. Spend a little time driving around the area and you will develop a healthy respect for anyone who is on the lookout for "Deer!" Say nothing else. Everyone knows what it means!

This week, I've been reminded of another. I've been hearing it more and more as I watch customers come and go. After all, it's the season. We all know it's coming and there's nothing we can do to fight it - except take heed when someone says "Tick!" Yes folks, they're out! Be sure to check yourself top to bottom after you've been in a grassy or wooded area. Better yet, find someone else to help! (Wink!) ~ Wanda Boldon

What it means to me is that people are working harder. There are so many pressures on families and it doesn't seem like it gets any easier as time goes on. It's like Greg Lemond said about bike racing, "It doesn't get any easier, you just go faster." (Although, I'm not a fan of his after he made such traitorious comments about Lance Armstrong.) But none-the-less, the statement holds true, even outside of competitive sports. We all just keep going faster.

I think that's one of the reasons people hold their cabin so dear. It's an opportunity to escape the speed of civilization and spend some simpler times with the people who really mean something to them.

These are priceless times. How lucky we are to be a part of the process. ~ Wanda Boldon

Like how about coming Up North as a teenager in the 1970's? That's a common one! It's so evident that he was strongly impacted by his experiences at the cabin and around this area. The stories are vivid with details that could only come from a person who was soaking up new adventures like a sponge.

I hope that families are still giving each other the gift of memories like those when they come to their cabin! Things are truly different here in contrast to "civilization". You just can't manufacture the character building experience of clearing brush together or the magic of watching a turtle lay its eggs - future stories in the making.

I love the one about three teenaged boys (cousins) taking the folks' car (a lavish Horizon) to the Main Store to pick up a 100 lb. propane cylinder. Not one of the city boys could get that gas tank into the car, only to be outdone by a girl - remembered as one of the Main family's daughters. Nice job boys! ~ Wanda Boldon

We are experiencing the in-between stage right now and it's so beautiful and delicate. The trees have a hint of color - the shades that can only be tolerated in small doses and in dappled light, lest they blind you with their brilliance.

It seems that everyone is so busy with their lives this time of year and anxious for summer to arrive that they forget to stop and look at the display going on right before their eyes. It's a small window of time! Don't blink! ~ Wanda Boldon

Thankfully, my in-laws are back in good order and ready to enjoy their home and all the comforts that it has to offer. We caught up with each other by sharing dinner at an old standby that has been reinvented. Under new and enthusiastic ownership, Roamers Inn on Des Moines Lake is now Lunkers Lodge. We were greeted by a wonderful, smiling woman who made us feel glad we were there. Our food was just what we'd hoped and the fries were the thin, crispy kind that I love. Our friend Glen told us that he really enjoyed their ribs, but we all had beef on the agenda.

We had a few laughs about the 10 flamingos that were stragegically placed in their driveway and lawn to greet them by an anonymous party (Tom). But mostly, we shared the excitement of all the good times to come as Spring unfolds and ushers in another Summer of fun at the lake. ~ Wanda Boldon

As a result, all of the players in the market end up dealing with the ramificaitons: 1. Buyers see the prices and start looking in other market areas for better values. 2. Buyers don't have any confidence because of the inconsistencies that they notice in prices. 3. Properties don't sell and sit on the market so long they become tainted. 4. Sellers start to emotionally "spend their money" based on their list price and are devastated when a third party has to break the news that they cannot and will not sell at their list price. 5. Sellers who do end up reducing their price feel that they've "lost" money by having to do so. 6. People in the community start to talk about list prices and the legend grows. Pretty soon, everyone thinks their property is worth way more than it really is. 7. Inexperienced agents (who don't know any better) base their market evaluations on properties that are on the market instead of what has actually sold.

But not to worry! A great line of defense for a buyer is to find a trustworthy, well informed agent and look at several different properties before buying, because these properties WILL distinguish themselves! ~ Wanda Boldon

I'd been keeping track of the property on the MLS for this customer, in the case that he might want to pursue an offer. So when he called, I told him that the MLS did not indicate that there was an accepted offer on the property. He laughed to himself and wondered if there ever really was another offer. He asked if I thought the list company just made that up to make them feel pressured to act.

Evil. That would be evil. I told him that I was very certain that they wouldn't do something like that. We just don't see that kind of evil in our day-to-day practice here, and I really, really meant it. Our industry relies so much on trust, honesty and agents to follow the Realtor Code of Ethics. People trust us to come in and out of their homes and cabins. No, we just haven't encountered that kind of trickery and game playing. There isn't a place for it in modern-day real estate practice.

However, the next part of the discussion led to the words "stupid and lazy"; professionally referred to as lack of knowledge and unmotivated. Now that's another story. That's not the same thing. That's not evil. ~ Wanda Boldon

It's always interesting to me what makes this happen - usually some combination of the condition of the property, the current pool of buyers who are in the hunt, the price range of the property, the sharpness of the agents involved and general overall fate. Some of those things you can control, others you can't.

We had this happen this week with a property in Voyager Village. Three offers were simultaneously written on a cute two bedroom cabin. To look at its features and price on paper, the cabin doesn't seem much different than a few dozen others we've seen over the years. But when we toured this property last week, I found myself very excited about it. I wanted to stay. You could feel love and care residing there. The furnishings and appointments were not new, but they were special and unique with touches of retro, sunny yellow in the kitchen and fields of flowers in the artwork. It exuded a tuscan feel in the genuine sense, not the trite things being billed as "tuscan" in stores today. It's a far cry from the rust colored cut-velvet family room cast offs that typically get dragged to the cabin. Or just the opposite - some cabins end up so thematic with Up North adornment that they feel generic. You just can't buy style!

Who knows what combination of things inspired three buyers to want to own this property. But it's no doubt that the meticulous upkeep and the warm interiors had something to do with it. And the reward to the seller? Nothing says "I love you" like a full price offer! ~ Wanda Boldon

Anyone who lives Up North knows it's not as easy as flipping a coin over whether to eat at Applebees or The Olive Garden - especially if it's mid-week in April! It's not for lack of choices. It's whether or not those choices are even open and serving food. Don't get me wrong! I understand the economics of it all. But it's just like a lot of things here. Once you get your hands on the goods or services you're looking for, you're so happy you could kiss someone. (No one's ever offered to kiss me back.)

Anyway, Feed Me!

We began our search one night after work and decided to save ourselves some aimless driving around by calling ahead. After calling our first choice (four times in total to work our way through their voicemail system), we finally connected with a human who told us "we close at six". Oh. After that, we decided to try a little aimless driving. Our second choice was closed. Our third choice was open! Yippee! We practically skipped inside like little girls, which isn't out of the ordinary for me. But you don't see my husband display himself like that very often! We got inside and there was no place to sit. It appeared this was a popular hunting and gathering place. Cool! We waited awhile and chatted with a few people until a couple of seats opened up. Finally, we sat down and prepared to raise our blood sugar levels, only to hear "Sorry, we just ran out of burgers." Oh.

When I want a burger, I want a burger - broasted chicken just won't do. So I dragged my embarrassed husband out the door. Just a few miles away, we checked out choice number four. Open. Serving Food. Serving a whole menu full of food. God Bless The Lumberjack!!! What a great burger! What great service! What a great view! Shame on us for not making it our first choice. After all, sunsets at the Lumberjack overlooking Big Bear Lake are a classic! Cheers! ~ Wanda Boldon

This early warm weather inspires my inner gardener. I'm so tempted to plant a few flowers in the blank soil that stares at me every day. It's so hard to resist even though I know it's a bad idea! We truly can't safely plant anything here until it gets closer to Memorial Day. It seems like the coast is clear, but Mother Nature is sneaky. How many Memorial Day weekends have we shivered with layers and layers of clothes, pretending that it's the kick-off of summer and we're having a good time? ~ Wanda Boldon

We had some great wildlife sightings this morning. A flock of turkeys crossed the road in the middle of our caravan of vehicles. There was a Tom turkey who was really strutting his stuff and gave us a good look at his wide spread of tail feathers. Michael reminded us that it's the time of the year when the male birds are out to impress the "ladies".

As for properties, one of the places we saw was a really neat property on Trego Lake. The lot slopes gently to a really great spot at the mouth of the Namekagon River as it enters the lake. The location offers a nice sense of privacy and some really interesting views of low and high ground along with the water, which is great habitat for wildlife.

As we drove along the edge of Big McKenzie Lake, we could see that the edges are starting to melt and the migrating ducks are finding the open water. Ducks are nice, but I'm waiting for the swans. I'm not always lucky enough to see them every year. But they are truly splendid! ~ Wanda Boldon

My favorite of all...the frogs! Cathy went for a walk in the last couple of days and said that the frogs are out in full force, singing their hearts out! She laughed about how they all got quiet as she walked by the wetland where they lived. One minute they're rockin' and rollin', the next minute they're shy and hiding!

Yes, it seems like the golfers of the world are gearing up for the season - sharpening their clubs or whatever they do. I know this because there seems to be more and more golf playing on the TV at my home. (I'm a sharpie, aren't I?) It won't be long and Voyager Village will be bustling with people in colorful outfits with big bags on their backs.

Voyager is also in the middle of a major swimming pool renovation and will be re-opening the pool on April 9th. It's such a nice facility, but I wish that the swim schedule was more "working girl" friendly. If I were a retired person, the hours would be ideal. But for people who are still bringin' home the bacon, it's a little limiting. No matter - it's worth making some schedule changes! ~ Wanda Boldon

Another thing that's a relief is having Easter over and out of the way. The college basketball games dominated the day at our house. We were sad to see Wisconsin lose, but maybe now that one player can graduate and start running his family's farm so we can stop hearing about it. Sure it's a cool story. He's a nice young man and a good basketball player. Yes, he has a beautiful fiancee who plays in the UW band. Fine. Fine. I get it.

A couple of our agents went to Voyager Village on Easter for the Easter buffet. They said it was very nice. It sounds like the snowbirds are starting to arrive back in the Voyager area. That means it's almost time to gas up the golf cart! Fore! ~ Wanda Boldon

Pet owners let loose too. It's funny how relaxed they get when they bring their animals Up North. It's as if they've left civilization and entered the Wild Kingdom. I've been away from the corporate world for almost 10 years now, but if memory serves me, I can't imagine anyone bringing their pet with them into a metro office building. But here, I'm amazed at how many pets are brought into the building.

The most exotic animal we've ever experienced is a monkey. What a hoot! It was smart, cute and creepy all at the same time. It wore a diaper and attended a closing with its owner.

Another one I'll never forget is the little doggy who came into the office with its owners. It was a very busy day and we had a lot of customers in the building. I greeted them at the door and quietly looked down at the dog. Before I could eek out a word, they quickly assured me that it's OK, "she doesn't tinkle". Then I excused myself to take a phone call. In a matter of 30 seconds that little "non-tinkler" left three number two's on my floor. I could smell it before I even looked down. Unbelievable! Of course they felt badly. Who wouldn't? We all had a laugh and then moved on with things. ~ Wanda Boldon

At least the monkey wore a diaper!

Before we moved "Up North" (which is becoming eons and eons ago), I would get a gentle nudge from Mother Nature to start thinking about Easter. We would have a crocus or two peaking out of the gardens. Dog poo would start to surface on neighboring lawns. (Pew.) The kids would start whining about wanting to wear shorts to school. But living here, it just doesn't register with me whilst I'm still lugging around my winter coat and dodging patches of ice. And so it is.

I believe I have a call due to a certain E. Bunny. ~ Wanda Boldon

Last night, most of us went to the Century 21 Awards banquet at the Northland Inn in Brooklyn Park, which was a really nice place and just perfect for this event. It's a formal annual gathering with our Century 21 colleagues throughout the Upper Midwest to celebrate our top producers. However due to the crazy snow storm, many people were unable to get there. Even so, it was a really nice night of awards, dinner and dancing. We had tons of fun! I just love getting together with this group and their spouses! Some of the awards we brought home were:
Office Production Award - Gold Medallion
Christina - Centurion
Jennifer - Centurion
Bruce - Masters Emerald
Tom - Masters Ruby
Michael - Masters Ruby

Wow! It's exciting to have so many high award winners from this office. We feel lucky to share our lives and our business with such hard working, thoughtful people! So to show our joy, we made sure that we did an extra good job of celebrating!

BUT, rise and shine! This morning, we had to clean up our act nice and early in order to be back to the office by 9am. We can't rest on last year's achievements, ya know. ~ Wanda Boldon

It's always so funny to see small creatures make bold moves like that. Christina said she was putting corn in their deer feeder and a little chipmunk scampered right under her nose to grab a kernel. He stayed pretty close to the action even after he'd snagged his snack. Cute!

And not so cute...today at home I heard loud noises on our roof. It sounded like someone was walking around up there. Then I heard tapping and banging. I looked out the windows to see if was the pest control company or a chimney sweep. There were no cars in the driveway nor footprints in the snow. A little freaked out, I called Dave at the office to tell him what was happening. He made fun of me and asked if I thought it was a monkey or something. "Thank you, Oh Great Protector!" I collected myself and took matters into my own hands. I went outside to see what was going on. My head felt exposed. I wished I was wearing a hat. What if it was some kind of creature that would jump on my head? (Like a monkey…?) In the middle of the driveway laid a whole rotten tomato that had been stolen from the compost pile. I could see a trail in the snow from where it had fallen from the roof of the garage along with large scurry marks all over the roof. No monkey. No creature. No nothing. I watched that tomato all afternoon to see if anything would come back to get it. No such luck. I still don't know what it was. I'm guessing it was a raccoon. A couple of times, we have had one or two on the deck at night peaking in our windows. I swear it's just like the Lazy Boy commercial! In fact a couple of years ago, we had a mother and 5 babies looking in at us. But that's another story. ~ Wanda Boldon

I don't think many people realize it, but this area is great training ground. The roads are in pretty good condition and are very lightly traveled. Most of the time, it's quiet and peaceful. Plus getting a whiff of the fragrant woods while you're outside is so intoxicating.

A few of us at the office are gearing up for some races this summer - some around here and some far away. Christina is getting ready for a half marathon in Duluth, the Whistlestop Marathon in Ashland and of course the Freedom Five in Siren. Dave is doing a bike race in Frederic and then the Firehouse 50 in the Cable area. I plan to go to Iowa for the Dutchman Triathlon, ride the Fantasy 50 in Cable and then do the Square Lake Triathlon in Stillwater at the end of the season. If you see us out and about, give us a wave! ~ Wanda Boldon

The fresh snow was so sparkly and beautiful this morning on our property tour. Even though we are SO READY for Spring to arrive, we can't deny how amazing these crisp mornings are. When we arrived at the first property, there was complete silence except for the crunching sounds of our feet against the snow.

The first property we toured was on Leisure Lake. What a little gem. It feels so remote and untouched. We really liked that one side of the lake is completely County Forest Land. The people who end up owning this property will never have to look at developed land across that lake. So cool!

Wildlife siting: We saw a male pheasant by the side of the road near Mud Hen Lake. His color was really prominent against the white snow! ~ Wanda Boldon

Caution: Michael said the deer were thick on Hwy 77 last night, which appears to have been very unfortunate for his car. Ouch!