I had forgotten--I forget everything--that the Elk Rapids Farmers Market was beginning last week. Fortunately the farmers remembered, and there they were, the early birds who have things to sell at the beginning of the Food Season. Luckily I was passing by.
Babs had a fine Sunday. She wrote, This was Charlevoix tonight. What a beautiful day!!! Can’t you just feel the warm sand between your toes? Want to ride the merry-go-round? Wait up! Me too!
It was hot and muggy, but never mind. A summer storm was coming across the Bay and would surely cool us off. Then the wind blew and the trees shook and the rain came down in one big splash and the power went out. Never mind, dining by candlelight is always nice. Wait, wait—there’s something […]
Babs has been taking experimental routes home. She writes: This was taken somewhere in the depths of Antrim County. I often drive a different way on my trip back from East Jordan and cannot tell you where I’ve been. This was one of those trips. It’s a small lake somewhere with one fisherman. I can’t […]
Last Wednesday was drizzly, but an intrepid group from the Environmental Art Class set out for Library Hill armed with three bags of cherry pits and a lot of determination.
On my way to the Eastport Market I passed a hand-lettered sign: "Fresh Morels." On the way back I stopped at the impromptu morel stand on US-31. Canny little merchants, these.
June 9, 2011
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