Saturday, August 27, 2022. I underestimated the power of a rooster–one not bound and gagged and prepped for a cockfight–because one of the lodge’s rooster called at 5 a.m in the morning…over and over again, waking us up an hour early. In fact, by the time our alarm went off at 6 a.m., I had …
Friday, August 25, 2022. Having immersed ourselves in Bolivian culture and relaxed for a few hours at what will go down as one of my favorite motels–the Los Tajibos–we rose early in the morning on August 26…so early, we didn’t get breakfast. And darn, did it smell good as we trotted by the dining room. …
Bolivia – Day 1 in the Jungle – A Big Kitty, and Fishing in the Dark Read More »
Getting ready for a fishing trip is not something I take lightly. It starts months in advance with Mark placing on top of our pool table the rods and reels he thinks we should take, and every lure he can think of that might possibly catch whatever fish we’re after. We also review the list …
Bolivia Fishing 2022 – Getting There…and the First Day Read More »
I have a problem with signs–mostly because many signs are unnecessary, some lie, some are confusing, and some are mis-placed. And my overall–there’s too many signs littering our landscape. In this posting I’ll share some misguided or unnecessary signs. This is a sign that just plain lies. There is never just one way that one …
Signs, Signs, Everywhere There’s Signs – Part 1, Misguided or Unnecessary signs Read More »
I wrote this days before my mother died in August 2021, and added it as a blog posting to help people learn more about the disease I call The Goodbye Disease. I’ve said goodbye a thousand times before As I stepped out from our home front door, Perhaps to spend some time with Sue: You’d …
On May 15, 2022, while heading down the Black River in Cheboygan County to start our fishing season, a flock of birds came flying toward our boat that I’d never seen before. They were large, and besides being a type of wading bird I had no idea what species. A flock of some type of …
Phone rings and the voice on the other end says: “Hello, this is Me. Is this You?” “Yes, it’s Me.” “Well, it’s Me calling, and Me doesn’t call Me. So who am Me speaking with?” Uh. Rats. “You?” “That’s what Me thought. How are things?” “What kind of things? Little things or big things?” “Anythings,” he said. “Those are different. So …
The eastern phoebe is a type of flycatcher that Mark and I have had the pleasure of seeing at our cabin in northern Michigan. Doorframes and other human-made structures are preferred spots for eastern phoebes, and our front door frame seems to meet their needs. The photo below shows an eastern phoebe nest up close, …
On Memorial Day weekend 2022 family came together from Germany, California and Ann Arbor to see Opa Opa (Mark) and Oma Amy (me) in the Lansing area. We did simple things, like walk on a nature trail, play at a playground, and eat ice cream. As I enjoyed myself and photographed, I was taken by …
This is for my granddaughter, Sofia. We went to the Binder Park Zoo in 2021, during which I started working on this song. When I finished the song, I knew I just needed a photo of the two of us, which was taken by her mom, Rebecca Oemke, at the Potter Park Zoo (in Lansing) …