Faberge at the DIA
No rhyme intended. Well, perhaps it was. It’s hard to tell with me. Anyway, having anticipated the exhibit for weeks, …
No rhyme intended. Well, perhaps it was. It’s hard to tell with me. Anyway, having anticipated the exhibit for weeks, …
Poor Robert Frost… ’tis not the first time I have borrowed from his poem on this blog, but the line …
Not sure yet about next year. Hopefully things will improve!
In late September, I went once again to this event, having looked forward to it for months. While the event …
So once I had officially moved into my pretty new room at the inn, I had intended to run out …
Getting back to sharing more of my sojourn to my much-loved northern Michigan, I thought I’d mention a bit about …
This small northern town on Lake Michigan has for as long as I can remember been called “Charlevoix the Beautiful.” …
I do not understand how in my one or two trips a year to this area, I have somehow overlooked …
A blog? I have a blog?? One wouldn’t think so, given the prolonged silence hereabouts, for which I apologize. Several …
When I lived as a very young girl in Northern Michigan, a highlight of my little existence was any errand …