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…
This is the moth I found on some rusty metal out behind the sculpture building, where “our” big kilns are. It had some spooky, fascinating…
The sculpture class met at University of MIchigan’s campus one day to see the sculpture there. This is “Wave Field” by Maya Linn, the woman…
This is a photo we took Wednesday, when we went for family night. The first part of the week, I was truly not thinking much…
At the Order of the Arrow ceremony, where the ceremonial rituals were racing the thunderstorm…