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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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.

Dear Iris…

As I walked up to Hummingbird (#6 for all who have stayed at the Wayfarer), a card was clipped to the door addressed to “Iris”.

“Dear Iris, I figured you would never forget the two ladies who traveled all the way from Florida for a wedding that got cancelled the day of.”  –
Indeed, I will not forget these ladies, a mother and daughter who could not have been nicer, more appreciative or happy. They made the best of the situation and enjoyed this beautiful area.

I may forget what is on my personal calendar some days, but I rarely forget a guest.
I know – strange, LOL

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From Chicks to Hens

It’s time that I report on the chickens.  So many guests have checked in these past few weeks who hadn’t been here since the baby chicks arrived at the Wayfarer.

These little, yellow, brown and black little puffballs grew into magnificent pets.

We have
Esmeralda – she looks like a gypsy with a golden necklace
Tootsie – she sports 1 golden toe
Snow White – not as white as one might think
Murgatroyd – she’s the whitest of them all
Mrs. Brown – no description needed
and last but not least:
Grumpy – she’s mostly not too happy

Mike built them a gorgeous coup and run, well, see for yourself…

Sitting on grapevines enjoying some afternoon sun today

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The coop was finished with the help of some [carpenter] guests who helped with the roof pitch design

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Yes, they have a picture window. Not that they make use of it, they only go inside to lay their daily eggs

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Ohh Ohh, and when there are less than 6 eggs some day, Mike always wants to cook one of my chickens.  Does he not realize that they have names????

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The Wayfarer is mowed…Really!

Mike finally ordered and got delivered (same day)  a new John Deere mower.  The old one was 28 years old and needed major repairs every time she should have mowed 😦

From now on, when you read “sit down and relax, we mowed the lawn”, you can actually see it, heehee.   Once again I am a happy innkeeper. Yay!

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Look at that happy face

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Talking “mower” with the guy that delivered the new one

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Happy – Happy

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Well the lawns all around look beautiful and according to Mike, it took about 3 1/2 hours less than before to do the job and he never once had to stop and look under the hood…