Posts Tagged ‘Harbor Springs’
Postcard from Up North
Thaw, with her gentle persuasion, is more powerful than Thor with his hammer. The one melts, the other breaks into pieces. ~ Henry David Thoreau (Little Traverse Bay responds beautifully to gentle persuasion, as we all do…. ) Thank you for your patience these months of work on my book, my dear friends. First draft is…
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They got up steam and proceeded calmly to the north where there seemed to be no people, but only mountains, lakes, reedy snow-filled steppes, and winter gods who played with storms and stars. ~Mark Helprin, A Winter’s Tale (The winter gods have been playing well Up North. The tundra is buried in snow, but beautifully. Just…
Read MoreHappy Valentine’s Day
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. ~Buddha (Valentine’s Day, we love your hearts and candy and roses, but most of all your message. It is akin to the message of Buddha and of ice-glazed…
Read MoreFavorite Gifts Ideas from Up North, for you
Main Street in Harbor Springs is an amazing place all year round, but during the holidays, our town will send you over the moon. There are big, fluffy snowflakes coming down pretty much from here on out, and there is nothing like strolling up one side of the street and down the other, sipping…
Read MoreHappy Thanksgiving
Gratitude . . . goes beyond the “mine” and “yours” to the truth that all of life is a pure gift. In the past I thought of gratitude as a spontaneous response to gifts received, but now I realize that gratitude can also be lived as a discipline. The discipline of gratitude is the explicit…
Read MoreA very special announcement…(spoiler: I’m publishing a book!)
As you can imagine, I spend a lot of time with cookbooks. The writing life may be a solitary one, but in the presence of a well-built library, a writer hardly feels alone. When I lived on my own in San Francisco for a year to go to culinary school, the house I rented…
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Love is the most necessary of all virtues…the fire of love of God and neighbor–it will work wonders. ~St. Anthony Mary Claret (On the feast of All Saints this week, I’m thinking of St. Anthony Claret of Spain. He took the road less traveled when he founded the small but powerful Claretian Missionaries. I worked…
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Should you fall even fifty times a day, never on any account should that surprise or worry you. Instead, ever so gently set your heart back in the right direction. ~Saint Jane Frances de Chantal (Morning mist rising off of Pickerel Lake. Gazing on gentle beauty encourages the gentle recalibration of the heart.)
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On pavements and the bark of trees, I have found whole worlds. . ~ Mark Tobey (Peak leaves, fallen, front steps. Moments like these, one wonders how we survived without such color til now, and how we’ll possibly get along when she is gone.)
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If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand: Rejoice, for your soul is alive. ~ Eleanora Duse (Blue sky, fall grass, and red barn in the…
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