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“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” - St. Augustine
“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” - Samuel Johnson
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” - Henry Miller |
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Observations while traveling
Ah...vacation. The 'get up and we're gone' sort that, while planned, changes on the spur of a whim. Two days in and we decided to head clear across the state (Michigan) and go north to the Upper Penninsula. Weather is fighting us every step of the way, but we are having a blast.
I'm typing this while watching the sun rise over Lake Huron and Mackinac Island. Fiery red sunrise tells me that we may hit rain again today. Thus far we've driven in terrential downpours and watched eight foot breakers crash over breakwalls in Lake Michigan. We've been to visit a windmill in Holland, Michigan that came from The Netherlands, seen a bunch of pine walled highways tunneling through forests and seen the Mackinaw Bridge disappear into the haze--a bridge to nowhere.
Along the way we've met incredible people from around the country and the world and learned a lot of little things...things of the sort that at somepoint will findtheir way into my writing. I'm going through a bit of withdrawl as wireless connections are sporadic at best and I'm still leary that I may not find a connection to post this newsletter.
New discoveries along the way.
Girls in Holland wore metal, curled objects called 'kissers' attached to their head coverings. The size, shape and number of spirals denoted everything from their religion, marital status and economic rank to passers by.
Digital cameras object to being soaked by rogue fiftee
n-foot waves and will force you to go pictureless until they thoroughly dry out.
Hotels are really wanting your business and rates are half what they were a year ago and restaurant servings seemed to have increased.
Michigan mosquitos grow larger with every mile traveled north and seem to grow exceeding less affected by bug spray of any kind.
A big thing with the smaller motels along the lakes are evening bonfires. We've met some amazing folks over these bonfires and the isolation of most hotel says has vanished. Although the locations changes, much of the conversations are similar: where folks are from, what to do that's cheap and the proposed health care system that appears to have everyone up at arms. We've shared tales of broken toes and broken teeth, lightning strikes and winds closing the bridge, wonderment over pioneers and what they thought upon coming across an inland sea and live stories. People seem to be connecting more--total strangers becoming friends.
The sun is up now, masked by cloudy skies, but I can see the bridge connecting to the far shore and the ferries bustling to and from the island. I cannot think of it without also thinking of the movie, 'Somewhere in Time.' And time does seem slower here, except as my husband reminds me, I do have a deadliine to meet.
For me, one of the best parts of being on vacation is the discovering and filing away in my brain of details. The warp and bend of the pines on the shore, the sculptures of the dunes carved by windy artist, the way the fog curls and wraps itself around objects, how voices travel across calm waters and how teens the world over are drawn to stormy waves in dangerous places.
We are off today to climb rock walls, walk across narrow canopy bridges and descend down a zipline over the water. For now, I am simply enjoying the breeze wafting over the Staights of Mackinaw, scenting pine and woodsmoke, watching a blue heron angle, all wings, elbows and knees in ungainly grace settle on the shore. It is beginning to rain, and I just heard a faint echo of thunder roll across the waters. Folks are sitting in front of their lakeside cabins ignoring the drops or packing up their vehicles as they prepare to head to their next destination. We are individual patche, that last night formed a quilt of souls under the northern stars, and today, we go forth to glean new fabric to add to our incredible memory quilt.
On my way to the 'shining, bigsea water, this is Fyn, off on another adventure...
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Jaye P. Marshall  writes :Hi, Fyn, just wanted to let you know that I think this was a terrific editorial on grandparents and the part they play in our lives.
You also included some very good selections.
Thanks! It was and is an illuminating experience.
Shannon  says: Fyn, this NL made my cry. Congratulations on your new grandbaby. There really is a special bond between grandparents and their grandchildren. Thank you for this beautiful read
Grandparent interaction seems too often ignored and without bias, I think they too often get the short shift of things in life.
Helen McNicol  adds:Hi, I really enjoyed your piece on Grandparents. I became a grandmother for the first time in April this year, and I loved the sayings you displayed at the beginning. To watch your own children start their own journey with their children is indeed very special
So true!
Laptop battery is dying.....and we are off to experience new adventures...until next time...be well, be happy and surprise someone with an unexpected kindness! |
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