A wedding on Torch Lake

July 25, 2009

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All week it rained. The weather widget moaned and predicted floods of biblical proportions. Last night thunder jolted the dogs into a barking frenzy. Up at Stone Circle Wendi and Terry Wooten pondered the backup plans for the Big Event. It has been a stressful time for the parents of the bride. But today the […]

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An idiot sitting in her underwear in the basement, blogging

July 25, 2009

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Ken Kamp’s signs at his Good Nature Farms farmstand on US 31 say Always fresh-always ours. A sound motto. I subscribe to it. It could be the motto for Torch Lake Views, but Ken got there first. I am musing on this because former Detroit Free Press columnist Harry Cook, in the course of a […]

Prickly issues

July 23, 2009

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This bull thistle is an apt symbol for contentious Township meetings.  It’s shaped like a bullhorn, full of ouch, yet beautiful—not unlike democracy in action. (Someone said Democracy is a terrible system but the best one we’ve invented so far.)  As I waded through wet bull thistles taking pictures, I discovered a little drama at the […]

There’s hope for the Monarchs yet

July 21, 2009

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Last summer I tried to capture the whole life cycle of the Monarch butterfly and failed.  On top of it, in the course of the pursuit whole swaths of milkweed disappeared from the bayshore, fallen victim to Beach as Desert syndrome, or “beach grooming”—an infestation of large machines that dig out every trace of vegetation in […]

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Cycling and recycling – it’s elemental

July 20, 2009

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I was of a mind to write about recycling. I haven’t exactly done it, but here are my recycling-related entries in Flandrum Hill’s Scavenger Hunt.  The purpose was to choose five images that would best represent the five elements: Fire, Water, Metal, Earth and Wood, substituting colors for the literal element if desired. Metal.  This fish died […]

Not flowers

July 20, 2009

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For people who are sick and tired of blogs full of flower pictures—you know who you are—here are some bracing images of Not Flowers encountered on our morning walk. Whenever it rains lately – which is lamentably often – our road is full of slugs.  I do not know why they become suicidal in the […]

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