It’s been too long

Today, a new guest told me that he loves reading this blog.  I told him that since I rarely left the property, I didn’t feel I had anything more to contribute.  But for all of you who are not following us on facebook,  I could tell you about happenings in the area and news from the Wayfarer anyway. Let me know in the comments if you are interested in anything in particular.

Starting today, I will continue and see where that takes me.

I found and posted a picture of an oil painting of a stretch of M-22 around Crystal Lake, by David Westerfield  to our facebook page. You should see it too

David Westerfield painting

Rediscovered Treasure

Forever on the hunt for a new nursery since we don’t have Putney’s in Arcadia anymore where we were spoiled with great customer service; yesterday Dorothy, my mother in law, and I went to Greystone Nursery just south of Empire.  I hadn’t been there in years. Actually I thought it had closed a long time ago.  They only moved across M-22 to a really great location.  We brought home some beautiful plants.

 

I just loved that gardener.  She walked around without shoes (ouch my feet)

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Why I Love Winter in Michigan!

I looked out my bathroom window this morning and could not believe my eyes.  It had snowed A LOT last night.  And now the sun is shining brightly, the sky is this amazing, cold, blue color that let’s you know that it is winter

The first couple of pictures were taken out the upstairs window…( I know, through the screen. It’s freezing cold, I can’t open the window and take out the screen)

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See on top of the cans?  From nothing at all yesterday afternoon to this:

By our recycling station – looking out to M-22

The “Madonna tree”  in front of cottages 2 and 3.  This tree got it’s name from a dear friend and guest from Delaware. Next time you are here, look at it’s trunk and you will see why.

Cottages 8 and 9

Front yard

My Mornings

My mornings always start the same way.  I get up, wake up my boys who promptly jump out of bed. Then they mosey downstairs and snooze on the various couches in the TV room until I wake them again about 20 minutes later.

Errr….too many details?  Ok, why don’t I skip to what’s fun about my mornings…

I drive Marc to school and then I get to see my beautiful surroundings:

First I drive down to the beach.  Everyone does that. You don’t drive on Main Street and not go to take a look at the beach. So here’s what there was to see this morning just before 8 o’clock

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The sky was so pink in the west, if I didn’t know any better, I would have thought it was dusk.
Or maybe not?

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Now east on Main Street and back home, I had to stop at the boat launch across the street from the Frankfort Tackle Box
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And here is looking at the Elberta side of Betsie Bay

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M-22

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It looks like they are almost done with the work on the old M-168.
I wonder what they’ll name it.

In front of us here is the Conundrum Cafe with their bike and kayak rental

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Heading home to the Wayfarer for coffee with Mike.  He’s home today – yay!

“Snow/Rain Mix” –

I am disappointed that the weather woman was right about this weekend’s weather.  It is cold, rainy and there is some snow coming along with the rain as well.  In my mind, this is fall weather.

To brighten up the day I will post some more pictures that I took the other day in Arcadia.

Arcadia is a beautiful, sleepy, little village.  No businesses so to speak of.  You’ll find a gas station, a realty office, a gift store there and of course the obligatory village pub.  Arcadia’s pub is called “The big Apple” and it has changed owners as often as we change our clothes.  After the Grocery store with the blind butcher closed, it really got quiet there.  It is easy to miss Arcadia when traveling on M-22 from Manistee to Frankfort or visa-versa.  The road goes through the east side of town and all the pretty stuff is hidden west of M-22.

Pictures from the bridge

As I came back from my daily grocery shopping spree in Frankfort,  and I was half way across Betsie Bay, something suddenly grabbed me and I pulled over.   I stopped to take a picture or two or three.  There wasn’t much traffic, the school buses had already delivered their treasures – it was ok to stop.

Betise Bay with marshmallow topping a.k.a. ice floes :mrgreen:

Looking in the direction of the red barn on M-22


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Looking towards the Cabbage Shed in Elberta
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Looking toward Frankfort

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And here we are looking towards the house of my friends Kathy and Jan
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See the house on top of the dune?  That house belongs to Rena Rose and her husband, whose name I cannot recall at the moment. Strange, huh?
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