The weather is nothing to brag about. Let’s go to Havana.

January 23, 2016

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I have been gone so long that I can never catch up.  We’re going to start in the middle of things and just keep moving ahead as if there had been no hiatus at all. Babs Young has been to Cuba with a group of photographers and writers and other disreputable types who have many […]

Beachcombing

July 15, 2014

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We’ve been having company. One weekend our guest was Elizabeth Lurie, who unaccountably enjoys walks with the Disreputable Duo. That is how she came to take a picture of Miss Sadie and me at the Torch Bay Nature Preserve.   We started off on a brisk and breezy morning that warmed right up. The kind […]

Giant fishflies, green flowers, and a furry Cyclops

July 6, 2014

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We have been seeing unusual things recently, and a surprising number of them are green at least part of the time.  This is quite shocking, as we had grown accustomed to unrelieved shades of white and gray. One morning I found a large insect hiding out on the side of the house.  She was about […]

Recycled, repurposed . . . remarkable

July 5, 2014

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When Rod and Mira Bell heard that Eastport’s old township hall was on the market again, it struck them as just the place for their Bird Studio and Gallery. The building began life as the Upper Torch Lake Association firehouse shortly after World War II, which intimidates the Bells not at all. They like applying […]

Summer arrives: A ghost town, a princess, excellent treats and the return of Stone Circle

June 18, 2014

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Apology and explanation The apology part: I did not get a post up about the Wilkinson Summer Lecture series when I should have (the flyer is here). In spite of my dereliction, there was a good audience on Monday for Paul Delange’s talk about Comfort, Michigan, a ghost town on the abandoned rail line between […]

And now your Agricultural Report from Babs Young

June 5, 2014

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Babs Young has been out and about in the Township paying attention to growing things.  She found strong evidence that there will be excellent–and local–treats for us to eat this summer. Earlier in the spring, you will recall, that was by no means a sure thing.  On May Day the orchard was bare.  Babs wrote: […]