Stunned. Humbled. Happy tears. Grins. Wide eyes. Little nods. Smiling head shakes. Stillness. Joy. Wonder.
I could go on . . . . but not today. Today and tomorrow I’m going to do as promised and write and post pictures from our next-to-the-last week on the island. Before we leave, I’ll tell you what today and your comments and emails have meant to me. But not now. For now, I will read each one another time or two or three – and I will hold each one close to my heart. I love you, my friends.
I’ve been saving photos up for days now, so I’m going to spread them over the next two days, or you’ll be reading all night!
These first ones came from last Thursday. Ted and I biked down the hill and ate breakfast at the Pancake House with Jill. I can’t believe it, but that was the first morning we’d gone to town for breakfast all summer! I think that has something to do with my laziness in the mornings, but breakfast is always great when you eat it out, and this one was no different.
After Ted left the table to go run errands, Jeremy (another Island Bookstore friend) came in and joined us. Jill and I sat with him while he ate, then went roaming the streets, looking for photo ops. We didn’t get far before we spotted Frankie and Hershey coming out of Doud’s, so they joined us in our quest.
Thursday was the first of several wild and crazy weather days. Rain had come in overnight, but the winds weren't up that high yet. Even so, the beautiful trees next door at the Carriage Museum property had lost a lot of leaves.
Everyone in town has been talking about the Halloween decorations at the Island House, so that was our first stop. Oh yeah! Creepy crawlers everywhere . . . .
. . . including up in the trees . . .
. . . and even the flag pole! Yikes!
We were walking toward Mission Point when we saw a rocking chair riding a bike . . . it was really Fernando, a dock porter who is usually balancing 10 suitcases on his handle bars. A rocking chair was a piece of cake!
Even though Fall has officially arrived with the colder weather, we still have beautifully blooming flowers. . . .
. . . that will continue on until that first frosty morning - like these gorgeous dahlias.
You know I love side streets, and this one - Truscott Street - ends at Mission Hill and is a beauty any time of year. Mission Hill leads up to the East Bluff.
Across the street from Frankie's house someone had put four chairs and a table out by the road - free to anyone who wanted to take them off. At the end of the season, you can get some great deals!
Turning off Truscott onto Wendall Street took us in front of the the western end of Mission Point Resort, where the trees were really pretty. It's this area of Mission Point where guests stay if they bring their dogs.
I can't believe I haven't been down at this end of Main Street since the leaves started turning. Thanks, Frankie, for suggesting it!
This winding little lane runs behind Mission House, where many of the State Park employees live.
This photo was yesterday's header. There are those chairs again - I cannot walk by an Adirondack chair without snapping a pic. Just can't do it.
Mission Point's gardening team this year has absolutely done a fantastic job. Each new bed is a dazzler!
The sidewalk in front of Mission Point . . . .
. . . and Japanese Scarlett Round Berry Trees (I totally made up that name - no clue).
Miss Hershey Kiss - taking a breather.
Turning back toward town now - the fort sits framed by Autumn.
Back at Surrey Ridge just in time to catch this buggy coming down the road . . . .
. . . . turns out to be Doc Bill Chambers, the owner of Carriage Tours. I think he was wondering who the crazy woman was standing on the side of the road taking his photograph. But after he went by he yelled, "Send me a copy!"
Fast forward to Saturday. The weather was nuts. Rain (the kind that pelts your skin). Wind (the kind that blows your umbrella upside down). We had plans to meet two blog fans (Sue and Andy Stejskal) at the Cottage Inn that morning (Ted had met them this spring when they were walking by the condo), but the weather was just too bad to go downtown at 10. Instead, they met us at the Pony for lunch and to watch the Michigan/Michigan State game. Sue is a Special Deputy with the Centreville, MI Sheriff’s Department and owns two cadaver dogs – one is Chili (an 11-year-old wirehaired dachshund who recently won a national award) and Buzz (a chocolate lab).
Sue, with a photo of Chili on her ipad.
Ted and I with Andy and Sue. They will be back on the island and staying at the Cottage Inn for Winter Bazaar (I'm jealous). AND . . . in the spring, Sue will be bringing Chili and Buzz to the school on the island for an educational program.
Brian Bailey, the General Manager at the Chip and the Lilac Tree, joined us for a while.
I couldn't find a taxi anywhere when I started home that afternoon. Found out later they were delivering tons of people out to the Woods for a wedding reception. So I said, "What the heck, I'll walk home - what''s a little more rain." I turned down the end of Market Street to try and get a good shot of the waves out on the lake. I'd heard several stories about the roller coaster rides everyone was getting on the ferries.
When I reached the Grand, the gardeners had been busy. As I'd walked by going to town, they were pulling up all the annuals from the Grand's flower beds. Now they were already tilling the soil, getting ready in a few days to plant next Spring's tulips. Again - full circle.
The Grand looked majestic against that cloudy sky. Can you tell me what's missing . . . . . . . the flags. They'd all been taken in because of the high winds.
Looking down Cadotte - just after another shower.
Waves were pounding Round Island Light House.
It’s really hard to describe just how rough it’s been on the Straits the last few days, so I’m adding this photo taken aboard one of the Shepler ferries on Saturday.
This was the top deck, and, of course, there were no passengers sitting up there. That IS where the pilot house is though.
Ok – that’s all for tonight. Tomorrow I leave on the 8 a.m. boat to cross to Mackinaw City and help out at Shepler’s for the Win-some Women Conference. There will be 1,000 women coming and going each day Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and I’m going to be a greeter at the entrance gate those three days until 1 p.m.. And guess what – more weather coming in . . . . in fact . . . . there could be SNOW on Wednesday or Thursday. Of course, there are also supposed to be 25-35 mph winds again. Snow – bring it on. Winds while I’m on the ferry – not so much!
See you back here Wednesday with some big Island changes for next year!