The Upper Peninsula (Michigan, 2009)

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Bois Blanc Island, MI

Usually Michigan is a soul balm, and this year was no different, but it was so rushed and I was so preoccupied with Home that it was hard to sink into relaxation. I fired up the sauna every day, took long bike rides, cooked for my family, made everyone play Scrabble, read several books (The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway, the Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger, Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro, A Pale View of Hills by Kazuo Ishiguro, and Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino), and got 4 or 5 inches of hair hastily/accidentally cut.

My life brimmed over and now I have a few wide-open months of actually being home, not having plans, and reorienting myself a little. I spent the last 6 weekends out of town (1st: Michigan, 2nd: Michigan, 3rd: Oxford, 4th: London, 5th: Wilmington! 6th: Lollapalooza in Chicago) and this weekend virtually everyone’s out of town and I have a date with someone cooler than the other side of the pillow.


Some gorgeous cirrus clouds on the drive up from Detroit to the Upper Peninsula. I had to stop reading the Time Traveler’s Wife because I wasn’t sure if it was going to make me cry in front on my fam. I overestimated it, though.

Twilight blur after crossing on the ferry to Bois Blanc.

Darling girl with her electric lantern on the 4th of July.

Profiles watching fireworks on Mackinac, in Mackinac City, and somewhereIforget.

Not pictured: the boombox playing pop country. Oh, America, the beautiful.

Fahrworks over on Mackinac Island. Lackluster when you’re looking up at the most expansive sky from a small peninsula on a small island in the northernmost Great Lakes. No light or tree interference to speak of. Just the tiniest of firework shows.

A blurry picture of the Mackinac Bridge (the longest suspension bridge in the world!)

A most edible-looking flower. Comeon falltime.

You walk into this meadow & it feels like you’re walking into a room.

An old Scribner’s copy of the Old Man and the Sea. I know this is super cheesy, but it was such a different reading experience for me sitting on a rocky shore, waves crashing and sungleams blinding me if I held the book too much to the side.

A storm settling.

Cauldron sky

Womanly deer & a baby butt. Why are deer so dumb, standing stock still like that?

My daily bike rides – 20 miles of clay road through verdant, perfumey woods.

Tapping maple

Uncle Danny didn’t want to watch the sunset, so it watched him instead.

See how ready Bogey is to play!


Sun angel.

Soft sun setting.

So, so clear (& heart-stoppingly cold)


Stone-skipping contest

Wild raspberries & strawberries (<3 Ingmar Bergman).

Riding around Mackinac Island on a borrowed land cruiser. Arch Rock from below.

Arch Rock from on high!

Shelf of Lake Huron.

Pizzas from scratch! They actually aren’t very hard to make, and so, so much more delicious than regs ones. One pesto-based, one tom-based.

Colloquial name for Bois Blanc Island – also refers to this decrepit theme park outside of Detroit.


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