Leaving…

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


Maple City USA

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I am spending the week in Maple City where I grew up: helping Mom and Dad as Mom recovers from hip surgery.  This afternoon I walked this little “city”.  It was probably 42 years ago that I last did so. I was humbled.   So little has changed.  Where as for myself…it seems that everything has.

I walked up  the hill to St Rita’s church.  My sister and I spent many years leading the choir here.  My husband and I were married here too: a wonderful Polish wedding in Leelanau.
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 Walking past the post office I became nostalgic.   Had Dad not become Postmaster of Maple City, I would not have grown up here. Here, to me is not just Maple City, it is the entire Leelanau Peninsula. I love my Leelanau.

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As I cleared the last corner reaching Mom and Dad’s…I realized that I have not “really” changed.  I am still a country girl.  What has changed is time…
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Maple City USA