Reminiscing of an idle mind

In years past, Mother’s day weekend would have W. and I traveling north to the Rock1 to relax, hike in the woods, and enjoy the local optimism of pre-tourist insanity.
But not this year. In fact, not for awhile now. There were a number of years that we rented the top floor suite of a hotel overlooking the straights. We booked well in advance yet each time they treated us like strangers2. The worst part was how they raised the price each year; and by a lot. The first year we figured they weren’t sure what to charge3. The second year they had a better idea that the room was the shix and upped the price. The third year it had become the “special” room and they were demanding a ridiculous amount. That was when we decided to let someone else enjoy the splendor of the lighthouse suite on opening weekend at the island.
Not having a fresh and interesting image to inspire this post and not wanting to talk about what is really on my mind4, I began clicking through pictures from years past. Funny how images of myself just 6 years ago look so different. I’m starting to look more like a leather bag and less like a balloon. My cinnamon chin is all sugared and the wrinkles in my eyes showing the years of wind that have stung my face. I’m not complaining though, what is there to complain about? But looking at old pictures, they sure tell a story.
Image: A picture of the straights taken in 2002 during our May visit to Mackinaw Island on the weekend of Mother’s day. This was taken from a tiny covered balcony off one of two rooms in the lighthouse suite we’d rented. The view was amazing and the room freshly painted, magical. I can still hear the chugging drone of the ships passing through the straights in the middle of the night.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Also known as Mackinaw Island. [↩]
- Except for the guy that carried our bags to our room, Keith. He remembered us the second year and was always friendly. [↩]
- They had just renovated the top floor of this hotel and created a sweet suite. [↩]
- Work, work, work, work. [↩]
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Stay at a Motel 6, they’ll leave the light on for you. Maybe Keith quit and moved to the “6″ AND he’ll remember you.
It’s all about mental attitude…I’m speaking in respect to you not wanting to really “talk about what is on your mind”.
This picture is unbelievable! You didn’t Photoshop it or anything? The way the colors of the sky are reflected in the water is amazing; you really have a good eye.
Thanks for to comment Melanie!
Nope, no Photoshoping on this one. Just got lucky with the lighting and such.