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A treeful of orchids and snow in June

June 24, 2010

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Katherine sent a lovely photo and wrote:  This is a very large tree with these beautiful flowers on it and I don’t know the name of it.  I thought maybe you would.  There are several around the Eastport area and I think they are just wonderful . . .  As it happens, I do know […]

Signs you must be Up North

June 23, 2010

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I got home after a long day in what has already been a long week–and here it is only Wednesday night!–and Katherine had kindly painted the fence. She writes: Love people’s inventiveness (is that even a word?) I was turning around to go to a garage sale I missed when I saw this sign on […]

Classic Machines, Part II: The Extravagant Hood Ornament, Not My Grampa’s Cruck, and Fuzzy Dice

June 15, 2010

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As I was saying . . . . I enjoyed talking to Tom MacGregor about his 1922 Ford Touring Car. Its special feature is that it is “close to factory”–just the way it rolled off Henry Ford’s assembly line in 1922. These, says Tom, were designed to work on yourself, the way you worked on […]

Classic Machines, Part I: The REO, the Rolls and the Army Mule

June 13, 2010

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On Saturday I was headed home when I saw fire trucks at the Lutheran church. Aha! A scoop! Wait, wait–they were old fire trucks. Not just, aw jeez, we have to buy a new fire truck, but Holy Wah! A 1929 REO! Surely Rob the Firefighter would be interested in this. It turned out there […]

Deep-fried delights at Bubba’s Bar BQ

June 6, 2010

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There were many things to see and do at the Petoskey Stone Festival, and you can see a complete slideshow at this link, but I confess I was particularly taken with Bubba’s Bar BQ.  I decided it really needed its own post. Bubba, who hails from Wolverine, has perfected the Art of Michigan Festival Fare.  […]

A view of Torch from the porch – Peterson’s to re-open

June 5, 2010

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Today on my way to the Artist Reception at Sonny’s I saw activity at Peterson’s. Doors open. Vehicles in the parking lot. Tim Peterson’s vehicle in particular. This looked promising. I stopped in. Tim was there, along with a bunch of familiar staffers, fluffing the place up for a private party on Sunday. He said […]