When my mother was a child in Michigan it was a big deal to go even two miles to the nearest market, so when she and her cousin, Patty Jo, decided to bike to the […]
A silent, sanguinary foe gathers its reserves and grows into a mighty invasion force, striking in the heart of winter when least expected…. As kids we were accustomed to practically living in the water […]
The above photo is a shot of the entrance to the little tidal bight where our floathouses are anchored. As you can probably tell, we won’t be going anywhere any time soon. Which means we […]
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