Frugal Bugle: Treasures in Central Lake

March 3, 2009

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People kept telling me about the consignment shop in Central Lake. Sure, I thought, just what I need, a new source of knick-knacks. But there I was, foiled in my plans to do laundry and looking for adventure. The only place open at 5:30 on a frigid Saturday evening was – ta-da! – the Treasure […]

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Letters from Katherine: Orange a la gull.

March 3, 2009

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Katherine writes:  Gerry this may be too late for the photo that tells a story but I was out on the ice walking the dog and I happened across an orange. No idea where it came from or how it got there but I love the bird tracks around it. You could almost hear what […]

Letters from Babs: Blessed with winter

March 1, 2009

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Babs writes: We are still being blessed with winter and lots of cold. The sun has been shining, but the temps are low, it’s down around 5º tonight.  But with the bitter cold comes clear light and an exhilaration I never feel in summer.  (I can hear Jack Bodis grousing all the way here.  “More […]

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Three Winter Tales

March 1, 2009

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Saturday was the kind of winter day that makes me glad to live here in spite of everything.  After struggling with Scott Thomas’s assignment (a photo that would tell a story), I found three.        Hills overlooking mountains below My sister Mary, who lives in Utah, sends me stunning pictures of the mountains in her back yard.  […]

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Signs

February 28, 2009

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“Gerry, come look at this!”  OK.  I trailed after Angie, out the back door of the IGA.  Hanging up there in the sky was a perfect new moon pointing at Venus.  It was warmer inside, where displays compete for attention near the entrance.  Flower and vegetable seeds next to insulated gloves and ice scrapers.  Must be spring […]

The powerful and the powerless

February 27, 2009

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We’re having wet snow, sleety rain, and falling temperatures that pretty much guarantee a very bad morning commute, even for Miss Sadie and the Cowboy, who have only to go as far as the mailbox and back. Not only do I have no idea at all what to write about, I’m not even sure I […]

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