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…
Last summer, Molly took one look at the really high scary climbing wall and said, “No thanks!” This year, she was up for it. She…
It was almost sunset and we were the last trail ride for the day. Here, Molly and her friend Pilar are waiting for the horses…
Here’s my girl at the archery area, next to the building where we petted a skunk and held ferrets, and the astrolab planetarium. Camp Libbey…
A good weekend. Saturday, Jeff and the boys went to church to climb the steeple, a tradition for those who have finished the coming of…