Then I learned a bit later (from talking to one of the other adults who was there with his grandson) that this particular playground had been closed for a good long while, and that it had just reopened that day, and the ribbon cutting ceremony for the reopening ceremony was at noon. Eventually, though, we had to load up in the car, go back and pack up our stuff, and hit the road.
As we drove back to the farm, I don’t think it’s possible for anyone to understand my delight when I found a giant metal chicken.
There’s a story behind this, and if you’re ever interested, feel free to ask. This time, however, we were following Tony’s parents as we headed to the area where Tony’s dad grew up, and where Tony spent many of his summers in his youth.
The walk out to the cross was the beginning of the ramping up of my mosquito phobia.
Anywhere there is stagnant air in humid places, there is likely to be a mosquito or three lingering around, and if that’s the case, then they will find me.
So I kept my step quick with an eye for avoiding the caterpillars that seemed to be dangling from trees like an aerial obstacle course.
The next morning we were to meet Tony’s parents and his 2 uncles for breakfast at a cafe in Boyne City.
As it happened, the cafe was across the street from an enormous wooden play structure.
What is it with Michigan and these enormous wooden play structures?Never have I ever seen so many amazing wooden play structures in my life.California is all about plastic structures that burns-your-bum-in-the-sun and that lasts forever.And how is it that wooden playgrounds stand up so well to the extreme weather that Michigan encounters?As I wandered through the play structure, following “William the White Rabbit” (again with the Alice in Wonderland theme), I noticed that I was walking through quite a few spider webs.Offhandedly, I thought to myself how busy those spiders must have been to spin their webs so quickly overnight and how bummed they must be that the tall human was destroying the carefully woven web of captivation.