How could I possibly choose which season is the most beautiful on Mackinac Island? Since I won’t be here for winter, I can’t choose that one – even though I’ve seen pictures and know it is breathtaking. But I haven’t seen winter with my own eyes – yet. Of the three seasons I’ve witnessed firsthand, I will have to say it’s a dead even tie between summer, with its unbelievable flowers, and fall, with its unbelievable leaves. If I stayed for a winter, there would probably be a three-way tie. I don’t want you to think that spring is not pretty. It is. But, this year at least, it was also cold and wet. Still – I am blown away everytime I go back and look at my photos this spring of the tulips in front of the Grand. Oh my goodness, what a beautiful sight.
Today, I just want to share fall with you. The photos are not all of leaves – but are more of a patchwork of images that make us think of Autumn and colder weather. When I was scanning through these, picking out the ones I wanted to share, I couldn’t help but begin to feel the reality of what a short time we have left here this year – only days really. When I go downtown now, taxis are lined up in the street, waiting on fares. After Tuesday of next week, we will have to call ahead and make reservations for a taxi, because there will only be one. I just can’t imagine it.
Before I go all teary on you, here are some pictures to make you (and me) smile. Enjoy!
Tomorrow I will go to Cheboygan to take Bear to be groomed – for the last time of the season. On Thursday Mike will cut my hair – for the last time this season. The bookstore closes tomorrow. The Grand closes on Monday, and on Tuesday over 400 Grand employees will leave the island. Slowly, the season is ending – and so is our time here. Almost time to go home – but not quite yet.