|In case you are wondering--our choices were butter pecan (Phil), peppermint stripe (Sunny), root beer float (Jason) and I had my favorite-strawberry!|
We were all amazed at how clear Lake Michigan was, even in mid-August. We visited Cave Point County Park on the lake side of the peninsula, followed by a quick visit to Whitefish Dunes State Park.
We checked out our favorite in-park lighthouse...
and thoroughly enjoyed a charming new family musical at Northern Sky Theater, which is also located right in the park. It was a rollicking tale of two char-crossed lovers, the Montagues and the Capps, dueling over whose recipe would take top honors at the Verona (WI) International Ribfest Festival. Fortunately, Ronnie and Julie's relationship had a far happier ending than their original namesakes. I'm not sure what Shakespeare would have thought, but we all agreed it was a lot of fun!
We also experienced the most magnificent sunset of the summer--nothing short of breathtaking. Literally. A small group had gathered at Eagle's Bluff for this nightly ritual, and you could have heard a pin drop as we watched the sun slip silently away behind the horizon. Then we all clapped and cheered and headed back to the campsite for our much anticipated s'mores and cherry pie!
I am sharing one of Mary Oliver's beautiful poems today, Patience. She so eloquently puts in words some of the thoughts and feelings I experience when I am relaxed and enjoying my time in the woods. It feels good to stop "hurrying everywhere" and take the time to do at least a few "wonderful things" of my own.
What is the good life now? Why,
look here, consider
the moon's white crescent
rounding, slowly, over
the half month to still another
the shining eye
that lightens the hills,
that lays down the shadows
of the branches of the trees,
that summons the flowers
to open their sleepy faces and look up
into the heavens.
I used to hurry everywhere,
and leaped over the running creeks.
time enough for all the wonderful things
I could think of to do
in a single day. Patience
comes to the bones
before it take root in the heart
as another good idea.
I say this
as I stand in the woods
and study the patterns
of the moon shadows,
or stroll down into the waters
that now, late summer, have also
caught the fever, and hardly move
from one eternity to another.
May we all take time to slow down a bit today and experience the good life!