As late winter turned into spring, I began to see robins and heard more songbirds outside my window.
Small towns such as Port Austin, Empire, or Tawas can miraculously slow the passing of time.The more time I spend in suburbia, the more...
On a chilly morning not long ago, my husband and I set out for Alpena from our cottage to check out some shops and art galleries, and pick out some wall paint for our bedrooms.
The Walloon Lake home featured in this issue, designed by Cynthia Evans Interiors, reminded me of my cottage in northern Michigan.
I have a faded picture of myself (stuck in an old photo album) on a Mackinac Island ferry.
Water always wins. I’ve heard this time and time again from my husband, who’s a bit obsessed with that fact.
For the holidays, my mom would place an electric candle in each window that could be seen from the road. She’d also tie a tiny faux sprig of holly to each window latch.
It started when they were toddlers. We’d take them to experience local nature programs or to stroll along the paths that wound through the woods at nearby nature centers.
My 2020 birthday was among the best I’ve ever had. It started with a knock on my hotel room door at 7 a.m.
I spent my youngest years in a beautiful small town in Connecticut. My siblings and I frequently walked (some of us toddled), without adults, to the corner grocery store. As I recall it now, there was just one main road.