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Babs says Old Man Winter is a doll

January 3, 2010

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I slipslid home through the snow tonight, climbed up the steps Tom Morrison had blessedly cleared, and opened the latest missive from Babs Young: I will not be getting any holiday cards out for this holiday season, so this will have to serve as my wish for a very Happy New Year to each of […]

Not to complain or anything, but where’s the snow?

January 2, 2010

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For two days the Weather Widget and the radio news reporters have been predicting that we will have ten inches of new snow by this afternoon.  So for two days I’ve stayed pretty close to home, puttering around, walking the dogs, gazing into the fire, catching up on my reading, cooking—Me!  Cooking!—waiting for the snow […]

Jack Frost paints Blue Heaven with crystal

December 28, 2009

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Babs Young writes:  Well it’s the last picture of this year and this decade. I’ve been sending these since 2003 and have sent over 250 photos. I have enjoyed taking and sending each one. I didn’t have to go far for this one as it was right here in Blue Heaven, just up the hill […]

Winter settles in at the harbor and dances up the Bay

December 22, 2009

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Michigan weather is full of reliable surprises.  The other day I opened my email and Katherine had sent a note and one of her amazing photos.  She wrote:  Was down in Elk Rapids the other snowy, windy day and went by the harbor. brrrrrrrrrrr. But that was then and this was today. The Bay sparkled, the […]

Sun’s up!

December 22, 2009

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I slept late and was awakened by a blaze of light. A big ball of fire was peeking over the hill behind the Writing Studio and Bait Shop. Extraordinary. I took a picture of it for you. I had to take it through a window screen, but I’m pretty sure it is the sun. Imagine […]

Local heroes

December 20, 2009

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I wanted a copy of Torch Lake: The History of Was-Wah-Go-Ning by Mary Kay and Ed McDuffie.  Fortunately, Babs Young had one.  I promised Miss Sadie and the Cowboy a pleasant outing, loaded them into the car, and set off.  Babs is in Blue Heaven, just moments away across the highway.  The road was fine.  It crossed my […]