Ever been to the tip of the thumb? It’s one of my favorite places so, for my birthday, mr kkellie took me on a little trip. Destination: Caseville, Michigan with a little side trip to the Shiawassee National Wildlife Refuge. http://www.fws.gov/refuge/shiawassee/
We hopped off I-94 just west of Ann Arbor and headed north into the sticks.
Stopped on a one lane bridge to look at the creek. . .
It was so quiet. I felt like nobody was on the road but us. Out in the middle of nowhere, the old Nazarene Church, circa ?
We kept to country roads all the way to the refuge–dirt to gravel. The auto route is about 6.5 miles, one way.
We had all day so we took our time, stopping often to breathe it in, enjoy the view. . .
Speed limit, 15 mph. We drove slower. Good thing.
Natural beauty in branches and roots. . .
The marsh was lovely. Perfect.
We left the refuge and headed north to a place called Fish Point, on Saginaw Bay. Took a little road until it stopped, got out and walked the bumpy path a bit.
I changed this next photograph, removed the color. Beautiful, even in death. . .
We headed west then, away from the water and into country again, wind farms everywhere we looked. We didn’t mind.
We stopped so I could take a photograph of this boarded-up hotel; old gas pump in front. . .
We arrived at our little motel around five. Mr kkellie headed out to get us something to eat, came back with chicken, potato salad, and mac and cheese. He forgot the forks so we ate with our fingers. That was kind of fun. 🙂 That evening, we headed down to the little beach to watch the sunset over Lake Huron. . .
The fish flies were hatching. I caught one against the evening sky. . .ethereal.
The next day, we headed west a way, then south on country roads toward home. . .
Driving through a small town, we hit a snowstorm of cottonwood seeds. . .
Cottonwood drifts everywhere.
And then, before the freeway, one last magical moment. . .
Happy Birthday, everybody.