Image via Wikipedia "lilacs in a vase" c. 1882 by Edouard Manet
I want to share with you a beautiful vignette which includes some Wayfarer lilacs.
Martina from Sleeping Bear Dunes Tours came to visit me and took with her some of the lilacs from outside of cottage 7. This is how she enjoys them.
Funny thing, I display my flowers in blue ball jars as well.
Looks great Martina, thanks for the picture 🙂
Again this year, we had a spectacular Easter Sunday. It was fairly warm and pleasant. A lot of wind but who cares, when the sun is out.
Easter Sunday means Dinner at Dorothy’s house. The members of the family that happen to be in the area at the time come to her house for Easter dinner. Mike and the boys are still in Arizona, so I went by myself. Yummy ham and my favorite sweet potato recipe!!
So, while waiting for everyone to finally get there, I walked around the house and found these little treasures
I think Fuzz is hording rocks
The first crocus
Lilacs, my favorite
The cute, little cottage across the street from Dorothy and Fuzz’s
Some thing was tunneling under the snow!
A Christmas Angel….WHAT? A Christmas Angel? 😯
The poor dear must have been forgotten when all the winter stuff was packed away 😦
Ah yes, back to more timely things – daffodils 🙂
Happy Easter everyone
Woaw, winter has hit us with massive amounts of beautiful snow. Al Gruss came by this morning, like he has a few times this winter already. He plowed the driveway and made some spaces for us to park the cars. Mike is now outside, having fun with the snow blower. He loves to blow snow.
Yikes, 12 inches or 1 foot of freshly fallen snow showed up by the back door this morning.
See, he’s having fun and I am making oatmeal because I know that he’ll want some when he’s finished.
While he blew that snow I thought about how much fun Mike used to have building snow things such as an igloo with a slide on top when the boys were 2 or 3 years old. Or the time back there by cottage 10 when he managed to make a huge pile of packing snow and proceeded to sculpt it into this gigantic pirate ship the likes of which the world had not seen until then. It took him many hours to construct and included a climbing wall aft as well as figure head; I believe it was a huge eagle. There also ALWAYS was a little cave in everything he built. The cave with a snow bench was the boys’ little spot to get out of the cold and windy air and to have mom – me- serve them hot chocolate in there and I did 🙂
Oh yes, I took pictures alright but that was in the days when digital cameras weren’t around yet. I clicked away, took pictures of the pirate ship from all angles and what to my wandering eyes did I see? White. Nothing but white.
Note: If you take pictures of snow, make sure the background isn’t white as well!
I thought you might like an update on how the cottages look lately. Brrrrr……not very inviting
And how about that gorgeous tree by cottage 1. I cannot believe how much it has grown. When we first moved here the very top of the tree didn’t reach quite to the top of the roof of #1. I was thinking we should donate it to be the official Christmas tree in Lansing next year.
.I delivered cookies to Dorothy. She liked the walnut cookies best 🙂
This is one of those amazing Wayfarer weekends.
1.Everyone that is here for the next 3 days has been here at least once before. 2.Most guests have met each other here before. It is like old home week.
◊♥Bachelor Joe is here from Chicago,
◊Bo and Joan and their two kids are here, they’ve had drinks with Joe before.
◊Trisha and Doug and their two boys are here.
◊They know Cindy and Dave in cottage 4.
◊Cindy and Dave also know Bo and Joan from years past.
◊Cottages 5 and 6 are Rusty and Beth and their kids.
◊They have been here a million times but they never stop to chat.
◊I don’t know exactly if they know any of these people but I am sure some of them have been here at the same time once or twice.
There are a few more guests here who have been here before but they have not run into anyone that’s here this weekend
This is great fun, almost like the six degrees of separation
Joan & Bo and Cindy & Dave
A better picture with Dave
Joe eating dinner and Alli, Joan’s dog, begging 🙂
Everyone else is still out and about, enjoying this beautiful weather.
When I talked with Joe, I glanced across the street and saw this tree had already lost half it’s leaves and the other half has turned colors already. That is about 5 weeks too early
Ok so you all know that Ivanka shlepped her family up north to stay with us for a few days. One night we managed to get together and have a light dinner
out in back of Ivanka’s cottage.
Like I have told you a few days ago, my camera was out of juice that night so Ivanka was in charge of taking pictures of our dinner together.
Silly me, I should have known that she would try and get pictures with me in them. But worry not, there is one picture that is perfect to show off:
In the background you see the famous
and now much bigger
Yes, I know this doesn’t look like dinner, it looks more like snacking around the world or something in that direction. At first I had made up this menu of salmon patties with a remoulade, Yukon gold potatoes, and a fresh salad.
When I thought about it later in the day, I suddenly didn’t feel like slaving over a hot stove after working all day so we just threw together … ahem,
we decided to go casual and empty the fridge.
There were salmon patties after all and that sauce remoulade but no potatoes. A big hunk of cheese, Ivanka’s home grown tomatoes
and a home made apple pie that a guest had dropped off.
Wine, sangria and sodas all made with cherries. All of that and some rustic
breads from Crescent Bakery in Frankfort
Before dinner, Ivanka and I tried to make that drink that our bachelor Joe
had mixed for us the night before. We couldn’t replicate it
so I texted Joe for the recipe, heehee.
It is nice to have connections
Live at the Wayfarer!
Sniff-sniff and ROFL!
Ivanka (my Disney buddy) and her family just left a couple of hours ago after spending the last 3 days here. That is the “sniff-sniff” part.
She told me that they had left me a surprise and to go into the cabin before my little helper goes in. Oooookaaay…heehee. That’s the “ROFL” part.
Paper towel tower
So then, I put them all in this chair to rest there while I do something else and until I have time to put them away…
Meanwhile I took them over to the garage, 3 by 3 and for some reason I never made it back to get the last 3 rolls.
The new guests arrived, moved in and by the time I got back to pick up the remaining paper towels, they had disappeared. I am sure they are inside the cottage from whence they came…
Now, my only chance of getting them back is to hold the sheets for the futon hostage
My sheets for “your” paper towels!
And there you have it, another episode in the exciting
life of an innkeeper