Tag Archives: personal

My first love…before Lake Superior

Perhaps some of you might be surprised to know that my love of Lake Superior birthed on the shores of Lake Huron.  Shall I share about my first love down in lower Michigan, that long arm of the Great Lakes reaching … Continue reading

Posted in August 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 23 Comments

Serendipity, a light house & wind-blown hair

I am downstate visiting my mom and dad now, having previously added these photos to Word Press during a very busy morning last Friday while preparing to depart. These images come to you from Big Bay, Michigan, where Suzi Banks … Continue reading

Posted in August 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Monday morning eyes

I just signed an email “Monday morning eyes”. One of the best parts of life involve signing emails with creative names, don’t you think?  Of course, one can only play this game with creative souls, best buddies and offspring.  Everyone … Continue reading

Posted in July 2014 | Tagged , , , , , | 54 Comments

Slow down, you’re movin’ too fast, you got to make the morning last…

Sitting in a quiet house this morning sipping hot dark coffee with soy creamer from a deep blue mug.  Not running hither and yon, caught up in the what-must-be-done-next. Excuse me, I will wander out on the deck to give … Continue reading

Posted in July 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 23 Comments

Let’s not even talk about mosquitoes.

1.  Let’s not even talk about the mosquitoes this year.  If you look out the bathroom window at 10 p.m. (assuming you are awake) you can count 35 hungry mosquitoes buzzing and buzzing and begging to come in the house to … Continue reading

Posted in June 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 55 Comments

Shattered

Last night Barry revved up the lawn mower.  The Husqvarna tractor chugged around the house, the blades trimming grass and clover and weeds and wildflowers, when–unexpectedly–I heard a loud crash. Barry continued to drive the mower over to the shed … Continue reading

Posted in June 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Slapping mosquitoes, picking off wood ticks and welcoming spring

Happy weekend, readers. The last day of May beckons. I just slapped a mosquito here in the house, ending its short buzzing life. They rise in clouds in the woods, singing their blood-sucking songs.  Barry thinks I exaggerate about the … Continue reading

Posted in May 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , | 26 Comments