Antrim County roots music

August 12, 2010

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It is just too darned hot to write a long post. It is too darned hot to read one. I wish you had been there last night. You would have that memory to bring out whenever you really needed it. You know how it is when you’re sitting around with a few friends telling stories, […]

Flora of the Bay

August 12, 2010

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Sounds like a story about an old-fashioned girl growing up on the shores of Grand Traverse Bay in the 1800s, doesn’t it? No. Flora as in Flora and her younger brother Fauna. There are so many tiny plants growing on the beach that a person could make a whole botanical career studying just those. I’m […]

Posted in: Adventures outdoors

Excellent last minute plans

August 11, 2010

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I know it’s the last minute and all, but I have some suggestions for you. Eat Well for a Good Cause: Tonight, Wednesday, the Central Lake Area Historical Society will hold its monthly fund raising dinner at the Masonic Hall in Central Lake. Gary and Lois Dawson are cooking–you cannot do better than that–and Mar […]

Mystery flower

August 10, 2010

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Yesterday as I was leaving Elk Rapids I spotted this shrub in a neglected planter. The flowers are huge. It looks like a giant hibiscus to me, so that’s what I’ve titled the photos, but I don’t really know. Do you? The buds, though . . . they look suspiciously like Triffids.

Posted in: Adventures outdoors

Seeing ourselves as others see us

August 9, 2010

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Babs has been out and about across the Bay, giving her time for some reflection. She writes: Recently I was in Suttons Bay for a nice sunset looking to the east. If you squint you can see Torch Lake Township way in the distance. Every week photographer Babs Young captures moments in northern Michigan, and […]

Posted in: Babs Young photos

Dogs and cars

August 7, 2010

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You can't predict what will get an artist going. Most of the year you can count on lots of people driving around this part of the world with their dogs in the truck. It isn't just me. The dogs are riding along with their ears flapping in the breeze, or waiting in the car with the engine running, wishing they could figure out how to put it in gear, or just sitting there watching the passing parade, grinning doggy grins.

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