This is not a black and white photo. Last night’s big blow ushered in the Dreadful Dismals, and that’s exactly what it looked like at the Writing Studio and Bait Shop just a few minutes ago.
This is what it looked like on Wednesday afternoon. What we have here is one of those life lessons. I’m pretty sure it means something like, Autumn is fleeting. Eat fresh donuts while you can.
One more pair and then I’ll stop whining and tell you what I think we should do about it.
Since there appears to be no percentage in exploring the Great Outdoors this weekend, it must be time to start posting things on the Cabin Fever Club page. I propose a little frolicking detour to the Dennos Museum on Sunday. There are two special exhibitions that I want to see. You can read more about River of Gold: Precolombian Treasures from Sitio Conte and Arts of the Woodland Indians on the Dennos website. You can call me, or catch me at the Market tonight, or leave a comment below and make plans to join me. Or you can just show up at the Writing Studio and Bait Shop at noon and catch a ride. Here’s what it looked like Wednesday. No telling what it’ll look like tomorrow.
flandrumhill
October 31, 2009
Eat more donuts while you can?!
My son in Afghanistan tells me that when he went to Tim Hortons this week there were no more donuts or milk available, so he had to make due with just black coffee. (Not that he didn’t enjoy that tremendously).
Apparently the Americans in Kabul are enjoying our Canadian donuts too. Since the climate there is not all that different from here, perhaps they are just eating them fresh while they can 🙂
Gerry
October 31, 2009
The Americans in Michigan tend to be fans of Tim Horton’s as well. Perhaps it comes of all the stops we make during the drive across Ontario, heading from Detroit to Toronto, or Port Huron to Blue Mountain, or the Soo to Batchawana Bay. (I really think there’s something to Tim McClelland’s Freshwater Nation.)
p.j. grath
October 31, 2009
Gather ye golden leaves while ye may, and then head to the big city and gather some culture. Good recipe, Gerry.
Gerry
October 31, 2009
Ah, and the culture we’ll gather will be from the woods of Panama and the North Country.
flandrumhill
November 1, 2009
Gerry, I’d never heard of the ‘freshwater nation’ so had to look it up. The North really is a state of mind.
Gerry
November 1, 2009
A state of mind indeed, although rooted in a very real landscape and the shared experience of the Dreadful Dismals!
Cindy Lou
November 1, 2009
The ‘Dreadful Dismals’….what a great name for this time of the year! I have a hard time with this part…just feel like a big ole bear needing to hibernate. Perfectly content wrapped up in my flannel quilt with a good book and chocolate – getting ready for winter. I’m definitely going to remember the name! 🙂
Gerry
November 1, 2009
It occurs to me it would make a good title for a children’s book, too. The Dreadful Dismal family, always looking on the damp side. Has potential. Meanwhile, it does suit this gray and leafless season, doesn’t it!
p.j. grath
November 1, 2009
Tim Horton’s!!! We saw a wonderful Canadian movie the other night, SNOW CAKE (I recommend it highly), but when two of the characters stopped at an American fast-food chain restaurant, I wondered why the filmmakers hadn’t had them go to Tim Horton’s, instead. I particularly like the floor tiles. –I know, I know! Way off the subject, aren’t I, Gerry?
Gerry
November 2, 2009
You are so distractable. Oh look! There’s a squirrel!
Deb
November 16, 2009
The leaves and landscape color in Michigan was epic this year. It’s been said to me that we can beat out New England, except for their better marketing machine. Quaintness is not just Eastern.
When the Dismals hit – your suggestions for the local area sound quite lovely. (I’m taking up the Tim Horton’s talk with a slide of banana bread today.)
I’m surrounded by culture in Ann Arbor, much of it free and of devastatingly high quality. If you come this way in your travels on a dismal day with some hours available, make sure to check out the calendar of events (give yourself an hour to make a choice.) http://www.annarbor.com/events/
Meanwhile, I’ll pine away for the lapping lakeside until the new season and console myself with visits to this lovely blog by Babs.