by mary1988 | Apr 1, 2024 | 2024
For the first time in four years, I was asked to speak about Lake Michigan. I do not believe in coincidences. I immediately said yes. COVID, family, age-related health issues, a deep resolve to make access to nature easier for the mushrooming senior population, and a...
by mary1988 | Mar 25, 2024 | 2024
I am told ”Yoopers” is a common name for those living in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, above the Mackinac Bridge. “Trolls” are those who live south, below the bridge. MaryDear Trolls, We are the five benches that look south across Lake...
by mary1988 | Mar 17, 2024 | 2024
In January, I posted a story about finding shade for one of Mother and my favorite benches. Situated on the Heinz Walkway overlooking Lake Macatawa, the west-facing bench was the only bench protected from the afternoon sun. We called it “Cottonwood Corner,” a place of...
by mary1988 | Mar 11, 2024 | 2024
It is thought she died of post-release mortality, her 13-foot long, 1500-pound body traumatized by what happened after the hook was firmly embedded in her jaw. I suspect the great white would have preferred to die a natural death; not to have been dumped at water’s...
by mary1988 | Mar 4, 2024 | 2024
Abruptly, the asphalt ends,the tires dust up dirt and stonesending the white bug of a rental carbumping along a one-lane trackthreading through plywood shacksthat remind him of Deliverance.Ahead, the path is swallowed by a stream. No place to turn around. Google maps...
by mary1988 | Feb 26, 2024 | 2024
By Mary McKSchmidt It was a whimsical thought,the kind that driftslike a low-hanging cloudover a marginal seastill reelingfrom last night’s storm;the kind thatdemands attention–like the lingering wavescurling, crashing, flatteningthe powdery white sandalongside...
