Thanks to each of you who commented or emailed about Blake leaving, and who remembered me in your prayers yesterday. He got safely to Atlanta, where his brother Jason and sister-in-law Blair are taking very good care of him for a few days before he travels to Orlando for a week. He has two churches there who support him (he went to seminary in Orlando), and he will be visiting them and catching up with friends he has not seen in a year. Then it will be back to Atlanta for a couple of days, before he leaves for China.
Two weeks just seemed awfully short this time. But when he returns next summer, he will be home for at least a year, and that will be a dream come true.
I got up this morning thinking I would take a walk and just find “happy” things to take pictures of today. I still needed a little cheering up, and I knew sitting around the condo wasn’t going to accomplish that. After lunch I told Ted I was going to walk downtown with my camera and see what I could find. But I made a turn up MacGyver’s road instead and ended up never going any further than the West Bluff and the Annex.
Macgyver had his head stuck so far in his hay trough that I couldn’t even find his eyes, so I took a picture of his neighbor instead. I should remember his name from the stable tour, but I don’t. I do remember them saying that he was the shy one, and Macgyver was the social butterfly. But today, “white horse” was friendly as could be.
Just beyond MacGyver’s corral is a beautiful park. One of my favorite places there (that I can see through the fence), is a white bench sitting in a little patch of sunlight, surrounded by flowers. From that bench, you could sit and watch the ferry boats go back and forth from Mackinaw City and St. Ignace to the island.
A little further down the road, I ran into Bonnie (Jill had introduced me to her at the Festival of the Horse last weekend). She and her husband Don are caretakers for one of the West Bluff homes, and she had to show me her “almost” tame chipmunk, Charlie. Charlie was a little shy with me there, but Bonnie says he will usually climb right into her hand for the seeds she feeds him. There was a beautiful row of geraniums planted beside some chairs in the yard, so I took a picture of them also. In a few weeks, I am going back and do a “Day in the Life of” story with Bonnie and Don.
As you are about to turn and go up Pontiac Trail from the West Bluff, there is a home sitting on the corner up on a hill. The yards are always stunning, and one of its landmarks is a huge statue of an eagle, sitting on top of a replica of the earth, looking out over the straits. Today the yards and flowerbeds looked like they had just been manicured – beautiful, beautiful!
One of my favorite houses on the West Bluff is this one. There is just something happy about a white house with red flowers!
The brightly colored day lilies and daisies along the fence row adds even more to the appeal of the house.
As I walked further down the West Bluff road toward the Grand Hotel, this gorgeous tiered garden came into view. I cannot even begin to imagine the hours of work that go into the preparation of this kind of display, but it is certainly worth the effort.
This beautiful West Bluff cottage has a small porch off what I assume to be a bedroom upstairs. Red geraniums bloom outside the window and door.
Four perfectly placed white adironack chairs can be seen through the roses growing along a white picket fence in this West Bluff cottage yard.
Day lilies and daisies against a blue sky.
Walking along Pontiac Trail, I found this secret niche with an old wooden chair. The cottage on this property is being renovated, and I can imagine former owners sitting in this old chair reading, or just enjoying the cool breeze off Lake Huron.
This beautiful hanging basket was outside the gate to a cottage off Pontiac Trail.
A sprinkler waters the grass and flowers in the landscaped area around this pool. Over the back fence is the blue, blue water of Lake Huron.
I started my walk with a horse, and I ended it with one also. This magnificent Friesian was standing at the fence of his corral when I walked by. His back was covered with a blanket against the cool air. I wish I could have gotten close enough to pet him.
So I found plenty of “happy” things during my walk. Everywhere I look on this island there are beautiful sights – flowers, horses, trees, water, boats – even cheerful chipmunks! Most beautiful of all though are the friends and family in Georgia and my new friends here who cared enough today to keep me in their prayers. Thanks to you all. Love you!