When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
Stop by! Support your local potters! Bring wheelbarrows full of money!
This was a long weekend, the kind where you can hardly remember morning by nightfall. We saw various friends at the downtown Toledo farmer’s market…
When I got home from up north, I pulled the pop-up into the back yard and opened it up, intending to clean and unpack. My…
I was unable to get on line all day Thursday, because it was really our last full work day. I drove in the morning to…