Browsing All Posts published on »June, 2009«

The Szejbach entrepreneurial gene

June 30, 2009


Babs Young, Cub Reporter, was having breakfast at Sonny’s one day and followed her nose to a hot tip.  Chris and Sonny’s daughter Cori was showing every sign of following in the family’s entrepreneurial footsteps.  Babs provided some mysterious visuals and left it to me to fill in the details.  Meet Cori (Szejbach) Balentine. She […]

Betty Beeby’s Shady Adventures and a nod to Log Cabin Day

June 30, 2009


First of all, I know you wonder why I have not written anything about the wonderful dinner held in honor of Betty Beeby last week. That is because I was not there, but playing Cinderella at my day job. I made up for it by interviewing Betty yesterday about her special evening, and sent most […]

Presents! I love presents. OK, most presents.

June 29, 2009


The other night at the Township Board meeting there was an announcement that UTLA had made a gift to the Township. It’s a system, to be installed at the Day Park, that allows dog owners to clean up after their pets in a convenient fashion. This is, as you might imagine, of particular interest to […]

Babs reports from ArtRapids!

June 29, 2009


You knew she’d be there . . . and she was. This just in from Babs Young: Saturday was the 4th edition of Art Rapids!, a great one-day Art Fair in Elk Rapids, always the last Saturday in June. This is Bill Perkins, twig furniture maker extraordinaire. You can find his work at Every […]

Charlotte’s evil cousin

June 28, 2009


Warning. This post is not for arachnophobes. It is all about spiders, and it should probably be rated R for extreme violence. If you do not like spiders you may wish to visit the buttercups and ferns and come back later.  If you have been sneering at all the flowers that have appeared here recently, […]

A passion for gardening

June 26, 2009


Something about this place seems to inspire gardening in many people. I am not one of those people—my idea of gardening is buying a hanging basket of lobelia—but I admire their creations. Chris Reedy’s gardens spread right up to where the forest begins.  The woman just doesn’t know when to quit.  I like that about her. […]