Dancing with wolves, remembering Elvis

Margie Guyot can always be counted on for interesting stories. Quite possibly it has to do with an original turn of mind, and a collection of eccentric friends.

Blackout followed by whiteout – snowbirds stranded

We are gathered in the warmest part of the house finishing the last crumbs of our breakfast and chewing the ice balls off our toes. We stayed up very late last night . . .

To touch the hand that held the axe that felled the tree for the cabin

Tuesday morning I headed down to the south end of the Township and followed the 45th Parallel out Coleman Road to a Centennial Farm.

Deep in my heart, I do believe

No snow and a shoe full of raw fish

Babs is morose. We're having lovely snow in northern Michigan and she is Away.

Found objects

It took me almost all day for the notion to penetrate, but it finally came to me. The correspondents for the Central Lake Torch and other weekly newspapers were bloggers in spirit. They would have been bloggers in fact if they'd had internet, but they were still working on rural electricity.