Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, there were 6 little cabins.  They stood like little soldiers looking west.

Once upon a time gliders landed in our meadow…

 

The Wayfarer in the 1920’s

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Then 4 more cabins appeared in the early 1930’s, plus guestrooms in the big house… It must have been a busy place even back then.

Wayfarer 8/5/2016

Same phone number as it was back then.  231.352.9264 – give us a call and rent a cabin.
Or better yet, make your reservations online😉

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Pandemonium in the Coop

Yes, the chickens cackle loudly.  Sometimes really early in the morning, making one think that they are channeling a rooster, and sometimes they cackle in the afternoon. It can get pretty annoying if you don’t know what is going on.  This morning, however, was a bit different. The girls sounded downright angry

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This guy was hopping around on the top of the run, eyeing what could be a good meal…

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We think it’s a red-tailed hawk

 

 

 

 

Open for Business!

Yes, the sign is up and we are open for business.  Should be a good crop again this year, and prices are low.

So come on down or up and start weeding😉

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Looks a mess but is really quite pretty and cottage-garden-ish in real life😉

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I cannot keep the Oregano at bay. Thank goodness the chickens like munching on it

I almost wiped it off the table

My Disney friend, Angie from Indiana, and her family stayed at the Wayfarer last week.  They are a family of 5, so they booked 2 cottages.  1 of the cottages was for their daughter and her friend.

Teenagers often leave something for me to find.  It’s not always funny or nice.
But this time, I had to smile.  As I walked into the cabin to check it out before letting Leah go in to clean it, I found 2 little piles of sand on the dining table.
I almost wiped them off the table …

Cute?   Yes, I think it’s very cute🙂

The Interloper

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There is never a dull moment at the Wayfarer!

A couple of weeks back,  a ruckus started in the chicken coop.  The chickens chased “Tootsie” all over the run and attacked her something awful.

I went out to check on the girls and to see what was wrong.  The noise level was very uncomfortable.
I was stunned to find “Tootsie” looking really mangled.  Feathers were missing from her chest, her comb was damaged – she looked awful.

When night time approached, all went quiet, but the next day the same ruckus.  Mike and I decided to let the chickens out of their run, so they could separate and quiet down.
When Mike suddenly realized that we had 3 black chickens, not 2 like there should be.

Turns out his friend had smuggled into our coop a chicken from his coop.  An ugly black, battered by a rooster, chicken by the name of Royal.

He thought it was funny, I did not!  My chickens were traumatized for a couple of days.

Mike caught Royal, after chasing her through the bushes, in his pier fishing net.

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She was picked up by her owner shortly thereafter.