![]() ![]() No horses are allowed on that trail, so it is poop-free. We took the Arch Rock Bike Trail, which starts just behind the Scout Barracks. I have been promising some pictures of Arch Rock from the top instead of the road below, and we wanted to get over there today before the clouds moved in. With the highs tomorrow in the 50’s, could it be possible that this would be the last cutting of the summer? Surely not – but it is Michigan! Oh, by the way, I did buy a bike helmet and I do wear it! Cute, huh! I began to wonder if these islanders knew something I didn’t. Ted and I had decided to ride our bikes out to Arch Rock, and as we were leaving there were two mowers going – one on the grounds of the Carriage Museum, and Gary was on one down at the livery stable.Īs we rode our bikes up the street, there were at least three more men out in their yards mowing. Ever since then, the smell of freshly mowed grass takes me instantly back to my childhood. The grass smell would be coming in through the open windows of my bedroom (no air conditioning back then), and I would lie there and think about all the fun things we were going to do that weekend. I’d wake up on a Saturday morning, and daddy would already be outside mowing. It was the craziest thing, but it seemed like the entire island was being mowed today! I’ve loved the smell of newly mowed grass ever since I was a little girl in Sylvester, GA. Today, everywhere I looked or went, there was a lawnmower going. Can’t show you the green beans – we ate ’em!Īs you can see, my flower container is still my glass tea pitcher. They were a mixture of cosmos, sunflowers, zinnias, wild poppies, and something else I forgot to ask him about – they were purple. You know by now I don’t know one flower from another, so I had to ask Don what all he had brought. Steak on the grill, some brown rice, barbeque bread and those beans made a really nice dinner. ![]() I immediately put the green beans Ted had bought at Doud’s back in the frig and snapped the ones Don had brought. He walked in last night with a big bouquet of flowers and a bag filled with onions, beets, green beans and the biggest cabbage I had seen in a long time – all fresh picked straight out of his gardens. ![]() Don has a flower garden in his front yard and a vegetable garden in his backyard. We had gone up to their home a couple of weeks ago to a cookout for the Visitor Center workers. He and his wife live in Trillium Heights (even further up the hill than we do), and Don’s wife was out of town. We had invited Don (he and Ted work together at the Visitor’s Center) to eat dinner with us last night. Isn’t it wonderful how simple things can just make your day? ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |