The ferry has been locked in the harbor since Saturday. This morning the skies are thick and gray: no flights leaving the island. We are temporarily trapped in this wonderful space. On the right, our taxi meets a dray going into town as we make our way to the airport not yet knowing we will be sitting for quite some time….waiting for the skies to open and set us free. I always feel unsettled anxiety when we experience this quandary: anxious to find the safety that the mainland brings yet wishing for just one more day of playing in this dream. Mackinac Island USA 021516
Creative Instigation 