It’s hard to believe these little toddler buddies are nearing two years old!
Our dear neighbor Mike took us on an adventure to North Manitou Island, and it felt like traveling to another world. The Island is so close (we look out at it every time we go to the beach) yet so far away (accessible only to overnight campers by ferry or by private boat). North Manitou is part of the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore and therefore undeveloped except for what remains of a village from over 50 years ago. Visiting was like being transported back in time. And the rock hunting was amazing! We spent hours on the island and when we got back on the boat it felt like hardly any time had passed at all.
I returned home so rejuvenated in body and soul: so humbled and awed by vast Lake Michigan and this incredibly beautiful land.
I’m feeling nostolgic about how I used to communicate with far-away friends.
Also, I’m dreaming about writing a book based on correspondence. Letters. But would people actually be interested in reading letters written back and forth from two homeschooling mothers twenty years apart in age . . . ?