Fish are jumpin’ . . . . well, not quite. Babs Young writes: There are some who think summer has arrived. It was sunny, but not swimming weather. This dude was taking advantage of the strong winds across the East Bay in Traverse City. That neoprene wetsuit is the only thing standing between our dudely […]
I cannot resist an invitation that promises I can learn about foodstuffs like wild leek, trout lily, spring beauty, cattail, wild parsnip, dandelion, and burdock - AND offers me a sample of dandelion jam on parsnip bread.
Another of my little cameras appears to have bitten the dust. Or more likely the sand. I don’t think it’s good for cameras to take them down to the beach to take pictures of the Bay whipped into whitecaps, or the tiny flowers growing in the shelter of the bluff. It’s good for me, though, […]
I tell you, no one has more fun getting out and about than Babs Young. She writes: These six little guys and gals live in an undisclosed location not too far from me. To protect their privacy the exact location will remain a secret.
So off we went on our late afternoon walk. I wanted to see if the trilliums had opened, and I wanted to take some pictures with the little old blind camera. In spite of its useless display, I am fond of that camera. There is something freeing about using the viewfinder to frame the shot and hoping for the best.
One of the defining features of life in Antrim County is that every township and village is well-supplied with individualists, marching along to the beat of their own bongos.
April 29, 2012
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