Waking gently

April 13, 2014


Torch Lake emerges from winter 041214_1449

At the Writing Studio and Bait Shop mist rose from patches of rich brown leaves and flowed across the Bay, hiding the Leelanau Peninsula.  A mile to the east, Babs Young woke to blue Torch Lake, where the ice is melting at last. Colors are coming back into the world.

Mud season trots in on little fox feet

April 12, 2014


Guard Fox

Bruce the Weatherman (not to be confused with Bruce the Maple Syrup Tycoon) writes: Andi and I have fled to Ann Arbor to avoid Eastport’s usual April mud. But it looks like the mud there is still covered. While we are away, we have network cameras keeping their eyes on things. We also have a […]

Mount Gushmore

April 7, 2014


Boyne City fountain - Babs Young

It hasn’t been a bit warmer over in Boyne City than it has here, but they are an intrepid bunch.  Where there is intrepidity, there is Babs.  She brought you back a present:  the ice fountain from the Boyne City Park.   Yes, the skating rink beyond is Lake Charlevoix.  Yes, it is frozen, but not in […]

Sap’s Up!

April 4, 2014


Skim the foam from the surface

Bruce Bigelow likes to have something to do.  When he was just a young sprout he used to help his aunt and uncle make maple syrup.  He loves maple syrup.  He looked around at all the maples in his yard and thought to himself, I am going to tap some trees and make some maple syrup.  […]

Kids on the porch, Market going to the dogs, Crazytunias – must be spring

April 3, 2014


Crazytunias at Pine Hill

It must be spring break.  On Wednesday a steady stream of people visited the Elk Rapids Library, where magical vegetables popped up in the lobby. Some of us were there to check out books or to use the broadband-connected workstations.  (OK, some of us were there to do both, and went downstairs to the perpetual used […]

Visiting the Time Being

April 2, 2014


Walking over mountains of clouds

What happens when the right book falls into the right reader’s hands? Ruth Ozeki appears and vanishes and reappears in my life.  This is fine.  It is my experience generally.  The difference is that generally I rummage around until I find whatever, or whomever, I’ve misplaced. I never find Ruth Ozeki when I’m looking for her.  (Not […]