I’m lying on a beach sipping rose’. Lake Michigan is sparkling. The sun reminds me of a warm soft blanket on my bare skin. I am still on a high from my kayak trip yesterday where the land to my right seemed to open up like a curtain for the Mackinac Bridge -perfectly framed by… Continue reading #Mess:30 – All Together Now.
Heading back to the land of the trolls today. For those of you who don’t know – trolls live below the bridge in Michigan’s Lower Peninsula. At least thats what the Yoopers say. And they are Yoopers because they live in the – “U.P.” pronounced “YOU-P” aka “YOOP” and that leads to “Yoopers”. And… Continue reading #Beauty4Balance: Day 15. Catch Up. Post for 7.5.17.
No. Not the Burger. This guy… The Mackinac Bridge. The spectacularly grand entrance-way into nature’s palace. Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Miles and miles and miles of pristine forest and breathtaking Great Lakes shoreline. The kind of quiet that sounds loud. The kind of slow that makes you forget about time. The kind of peace, calm and… Continue reading #Beauty4Balance: Day 11. Big Mac. Post for 7.1.17.