imageThe 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

Author: MyGhostinMe

Instigator/Writer/Conceptual Developer/Space Explorer/FBC: I am a creative spirit, an old soul and an instigator. My introverted tendencies instigate me to actively seek and explore outside of my comfort zone. It defines me... My favorite joy's are twofold: to create something from nothing....and to look at what is...seeing what could be. I call it creative instigation.


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