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Things to do, places to go, and a view to rest the weary spirit

December 19, 2009

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It is my habit to retrieve the Record-Eagle at the end of our morning walk, get all of us inside and fed, pour a cup of coffee, and sit down to read every darned thing.* Thus it was that I read this morning’s horoscope: What you see, though it’s nothing unusual, will astound you. You […]

Babs hearts Traverse City

December 14, 2009

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♥ ♥ ♥ All this snow hasn’t kept our Babs in.  She’s been out and about taking pictures in Traverse City.  She writes:  For those of you who frequent Traverse City, you have probably noticed this graffiti. These hearts are all around. Personally, I love them. You can read more about them in this Record-Eagle […]

Then again, maybe there are some secrets in Torch Lake Township

November 26, 2009

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On Sunday Cora Stoppert and I wandered down to Elk Rapids for brunch at Java Jones and a little window-shopping.  We couldn’t resist going into Harbor Antiques and ended up spending a good hour looking at furniture, china, tin toys, oil paintings, vintage clothing, dolls, mysterious tools, wooden fishing lures, jewelry . . . look!  […]

Barns of Antrim County

November 23, 2009

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We love our barns up here. “Our” is used loosely, as most of us don’t have barns, except for the pole barn variety, and those are not our subject for the day. No indeed. We are talking about good old barns that have stood for a long time, and picturesque ruins that are quietly fading […]

Dear Snowbirds: Nope

November 18, 2009

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I can tell from the search terms that you snowbirds want to know just one thing. Has it snowed yet? Well, no, not yet. In fact, today’s a nice sunny day. But I’m not going to show you that, because I have a lot of other things to show you that backed up while I […]

The Dreadful Dismals arrive in the North Country. Cabin Fever Club to the rescue.

October 31, 2009

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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. […]