This past weekend Islanders got what they’ve been waiting for all winter – a big snow event! Fourteen inches of big, fat, fluffy snowflakes fell over a two-day period, turning magical Mackinac into a white wonderland. If I could have chosen one time to be on the Island this winter, this would have been the time!
The post tonight is all about the beauty of Mackinac in the cold of winter. Through photographs from friends on the Island, I hope you will sense the quiet peacefulness of this special place at this time of year. Every season on the Island has its own story to tell, and tonight the story is serenity.
Photos by Robert McGreevy
Leap Day (Feb. 29) dawned with rough water - giving a hint of what was to come.
On the first day of March, the first snow flurries arrived. The flag at the Post Cemetery, always flown at half-staff, could barely be seen through the wind-whipped snowflakes.
Photos by Harbor View Inn
On Friday night, the heart of the storm hit the Island.
Downtown looked pretty deserted. The snowmobiles parked along the street probably belong to folks who left the island for the night or weekend. When they return, they'll have to blow snow off their "ride" before they can go home! I can't even imagine what riding through this would be like . . . . but I'd like to find out!
Street lamps cast a blue tint on the east end of Main Street. That first white house is the art museum.
Photo by Nicole Doud
Nicole and Andrew's dog, Charlie, gets an early morning walk through wonderland on Saturday morning.
Photos by Doud’s Market
Doud's Market Sign on Saturday morning. Yes - of course they were open!
I wonder if snowmobiles have those electric seat-warmers like some cars have.
At last! Islanders could ride their machines without having to skip all over the road looking for snow patches! This is Main Street in front of the marina.
Fort Street. The Trinity Church steeple blends into the gray skies, as more snow falls.
The lady on the hill sits wrapped in her blanket of white.
I love all these photos, but this is one of my favorite. The Island library has just enough color to peek out from all that white. This would have been a great day to sit in front of the library fireplace, read a good book, and occasionally glance out the back door at the half-frozen Straits.
Market Street - a real, live snow globe.
The boardwalk - out past the library.
Photos by Heather May
A big, very old lilac tree . . .
. . . stands as a silent sentinel at the corner of this Cadotte home.
Another Cadotte home. I love that splash of blue against all that white.
The Lucky Bean Coffee House (Mackinac newest coffee spot). Come spring, there will be a cute little table and chairs outside that front door so you can sit and enjoy their yummy hot drinks and fresh-baked pastries.
The Cloghaun Bed & Breakfast . . .
. . . and the Metivier Inn Bed & Breakfast. Do you remember how the yards of these two inns look during the summer? Each is a riot of flowers in every color in the rainbow.
A quick glimpse down Hoban Street shows snowmobiles parked across from the Cawthone Village Inn.
French Lane looks empty except for a few tree branches that gave way under the heavy snow.
The Shepler Dock. You can see on the far right that someone started to walk out to the end, and then had a change of heart.
This photo of Fort Street shows a little more of Fort Mackinac. You can see, in the upper left corner, where the awning is missing. All Mackinac awnings are removed at the end of the season so winter storms can't ruin them.
I think in most places, it's the streets that are snowplowed. On Mackinac, it's the sidewalks. Love it!
Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. What a wonderful world up there in the frozen north. Of course, I’m not the one shoveling the snow!
Come on back next week, and I’ll see what news I can round up from our favorite Island. See you then. God bless.