I’m such a klutz. On Sunday afternoon I reinjured the foot I hurt when I gracefully fell on my face at a wedding a few weeks ago. This time the pain was much worse, and I couldn’t put any weight on it at all. I called our Health Care 24-hour nurse yesterday and asked about getting it X-rayed, but with what I described, she thinks I just strained a ligament and suggested rest and ice, which I’ve been doing.
It’s been a good few days to be out of commission because since Sunday we’ve had ran showers, rain storms, wind and fog.
Ted left on the 10 a.m. ferry this morning for the first “big groceries” buying trip at Wal-Mart in Cheboygin – time to stock up on paper products for the next few weeks.
We’ve already had Jerry, our plumber, up for the annual “first week back” pipe problems. It never fails that something is leaking, dripping, or flowing when we return and get everything turned on. In fact, when we called him our second day back, he told us, “I was wondering why you hadn’t called yet!” I love being part of this little community where we see the same “fix-it” folks every year – and who we can have on “speed dial”.
PHOTOS FROM SUNNIER DAYS
All day yesterday I kept thinking something was missing, and it was driving me crazy! I’d sit reading for a while, then look up and think, “What’s different?” I’d wander a few feet from my chair, only to stop and try and figure out what was bugging me. Finally, last night, as I was pulling down the blinds across the den and staring at the lights shrouded in fog, it hit me . . . . the fog horn wasn’t sounding.
When I awoke this morning to fog so thick we could barely see the Lilac bushes in our front yard – and still no fog horn – I went on a mission to find out why we weren’t hearing the lonely song normally played out on the Straits in this kind of weather. I called the U.S. Coast Guard Station in St. Ignace, and the young man who answered my call gave me this answer: The horn is now activated only by the pilot houses of approaching vessels. After activation, the horn sounds for 30 minutes, then automatically turns off. This is the same process used at our airport on the island. Instead of leaving the runway lights on all night, they can be activated by approaching pilots, then turn off when the plane has safely landed. It’s all about saving money, and I understand that. But I sure do miss that mournful sound – especially on foggy nights.
Everyone on Mackinac is eagerly looking forward to this Memorial Day weekend – the official start of the season for the Island. Even though the temps will still be a little short of “warm”, the sun is supposed to be shining brightly, and the Rock is expecting people to start arriving in droves on Friday afternoon. With the crowds we’ve been seeing downtown – even in the rain – I predict an awesome long holiday weekend for visitors to Mackinac. Y’all come!
I’ll close with a photo that popped up on Facebook this week and is so awesome I just had to share it. It was shot by someone at the Keyhole Bar & Grill in Mackinaw City, and it is pretty much beyond words.