I went kayaking on Little Bradford Lake in Gaylord this past weekend. It was cool enough to need a fleece jacket and the lake was calm as glass. Here's a hint of what colors are soon to burst....
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
September is a good time to go view the elk at the Pigeon River Forest in Vanderbilt, Michigan. They have the largest herd of free ranging elk east of the Mississippi River. The best time of day to go is early in the morning or at dusk. This time my husband and I weren't able to capture any photos of them but could hear them bugling in the distance. Maybe next time....
Monday, September 22, 2008
After washing, I put 5 cups of blackberries and the Pectin into the pot and brought to a rolling boil. Once it started boiling, I added 7 cups of sugar and stirred constantly for 1 minute.
I let it cool at room temperature for 24 hours. I now have fresh blackberry jam ready for all of you!!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
One of the things I will miss most this winter is the presence of the Loons. Soon they will be migrating and I will no longer hear their haunting call across the lake.
Loons are a favorite subject of mine on my birding blog and it has poured over occasionally to my log cabin blog.
This photo depicts a Loon "social gathering." To learn more about this ritual, please click here.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
For much of my life, I dreamed of living in a log cabin. Reading Laura Ingalls Wilder & Thoreau, seeing Dick Proenneke's 'Alone in the Wilderness', all conspired to put this burning desire in me to own a log cabin - to connect with nature and live a simpler life. I happily married a man who had the same dream and we completed our log home earlier this year in northern Michigan. For now we visit on the weekends.....the next dream is to be there permanently.
"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." -Henry David Thoreau