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The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- Until we meet again, my friends…
- 100% Backwoods Yooper
- Itching relentlessly
- Jagged ice fields of Lake Superior
- Sprinkling petals atop snow
- Where the heck ARE you, anyway?
- Battened down, eating sweet squash pie & not blogging much
- One bright magical shining leaf that was known as Camelot
- Wolf, waves, coyotes, rain, wine, goose, friends.
- The grandkittens grow up into grandcats
Read, read, read…months and months of photos and words…
Tag Archives: Copper Country
Want to tag along on our trip to “The Copper Country” yesterday? Barry had to cover an 8th grade junior high girl’s basketball tournament in Calumet for his job at our local newspaper, so off we drove through a beautiful … Continue reading
Last Saturday evening we traveled with friends to the Hungarian Falls, just north of Hancock, near Dollar Bay. We aimed to hike by the falls before eating dinner in Calumet at Carmelitas, a Mexican restaurant, where you buy chips and … Continue reading
Friday morning rain gushed from the sky. Oh no–what a day to celebrate Finn Fest in the Copper Country. We frowned and hoped it might clear up. Barry had to visit the Hanka Homestead, a 1920’s Finnish farm hidden back … Continue reading
Monday. Brown-furred wolf runs south to north in front of my car. His legs pump, his haunches strain. Masterful, he sprints, his legs sure, not slipping and skidding like those long skinny-legged deer who sometimes fall and splay all four … Continue reading
So you want some snow at your house? You desire more of the thick white sparkling beautiful snow adorning your evergreens and freshening your winter blues? We Yoopers (residents of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula or the “U.P.”) know how to get … Continue reading
Here are the promised black bear photos. We were visiting the rest rooms/changing rooms during our camping trip at Bete Grise…mindin’ our own business…whistlin’ our own tune…when Sue spotted HIM! A black bear. Tearing apart the garbage bags outside the … Continue reading