Michigan Spring

Michigan. Spring.

They don’t really go together, since Michigan doesn’t really have a spring. What we get is Winter, Winter 2: Son of a Storm; then full on, sweaty balls to the walls, black fly, West Nile virus summer.

But every once in a while, we get a taste of what the rest of the world calls spring, and it’s usually wrapped in a lot of brown and cold. Still, it’s ours and we love it, because we’re Michiganians, and if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere.


Shell and Mike came over with our first wedding gift ever. And it was wrapped in another gift. Like a Turduckin!DSCF5141DSCF5149

Brownstown, our home, has a lot of interesting architecture for a Podunk little town. I can’t wait to see what this stuff looks like under a hot July sun.DSCF5157DSCF5164

Getting a little lost in the sticks.DSCF5182DSCF5184

This berry pretty much sums up springtime in Michigan: You don’t get a whole lot of it, and it kinda sucks.DSCF5195

Here’s some hope blooming right outside our door.


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