The Halyards Stop Singing

Michigan strong is a saying that lives up to its name. Northern Michigan summers are IMG_6609.JPGnearly perfect, with temperatures averaging seventy five degrees. Our lakes are refreshing on hot summer days. Bonfires can be seen, and smelled nearly every evening with voices of laughter and guitars in the distance.

Fall is beautiful with brilliant foliage colors of oranges, reds, and yellows. The fall sun provides a shimmer on the lake along with peaceful solitude in your heart that is difficult to describe.

Then, old man winter blows in with ice, sleet and inches upon inches of snow, with barely a glimpse of sunshine for days, sometimes weeks. While winter can be cozy, and the art that the frozen lakes, waves, trees provide is outstanding, the white knuckle driving, accidents and desolate feelings, leave even us Michiganders longing for flip flops, s’mores and the desire to be outside, more than in. Our winters make us appreciate the other three seasons.

IMG_6613-0.JPGTourist are fewer, summer residents are packing for their winter homes in warmer climates, boats in the marinas become fewer, docks disappear one by one and the sound of the halyards singing in the wind can only be heard occasionally on land, but for now, I’m staying Michigan strong.



Just Lookin’ Around


Homeless in the mountains

“We are the product of 4.5 billion years of fortuitous, slow biological evolution. There is no reason to think that the evolutionary process has stopped. Man is a transitional animal. He is not the climax of creation.” Carl Sagan

If I could reach out to all of those in our very vast land that are in transition and being challenged as a result of… ( it would probably include millions) I would encourage them to enjoy their freedom of looking around at the beauty that surrounds them in our people, places and things. It is so comforting to know that we can find it everywhere – even on the cloudiest of days. I consider this freedom a blessing AND sometimes, yes a challenge.

We ALL take for granted; our time, people, conversation, animals, earth, etcetera!

…Just lookin’ around and enthusiastically seeing what I see, even on the most cloudy of days.


Grand Tetons – Wyoming ‘2012

Beauty and Humanity

Seven hundred miles into our five thousand mile Streamin’ adventure, we woke in one of my favorite towns in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan; Munising. Of course one of the reasons it’s a favorite, other than Lake Superior (the largest fresh water lake in the world by surface) is the Falling Rock Bookstore and Cafe. Amazing people, fireworks, coffee, great food, and BOOKS! Lots and lots of books!

Eight hours and four hundred and fifty miles west, we unintentionally ended up at Apostle Islands of National Lakeshore and it is beautiful, quaint, and very much reminds me of the Eastern Seaboard with its historical charm.

The Stream and I were ecstatic to finally find a peaceful location directly on the banks of Lake Superior, after nine hours of driving in and out of rain with very little food and nearly running out of gasoline. We now have warmth and sunshine!

Looking around at our camping neighbors and my friend Kevin, I am pleasantly reminded that traveling isn’t all about the beautiful landscape but also the diversity of our people encompassing all ethnic backgrounds, sizes, shapes, personalities and whatever may be happening in their personal lives.

Cozy in my little 1975 – 21’foot Airstream, belly full of freshly harvested organic food( traveling with me from my garden), a bon-fire, thousands of bright stars, I am blurry eyed, falling asleep, content with a smile, looking forward to yet another crisp fall day full of adventure.