FLOODWATERS II


Fletcher's Pond- Hillman, MI

 We took our annual trip up north to fish last month for Matt and his twin brother Todd's birthdays. It was peaceful and calm and comforting in the way only traditions or rituals can do to you. You step foot on the ground and breathe in the air and your mind and spirit go onto instant autopilot. You fall hard into the rhythm of the water...the foggy still mornings and brilliant napping afternoons and starry deep nights. It's such an unassuming place but I don't have any trouble romanticizing it one bit.

Max came home with whopper fish stories and tales of getting caught in the storm of all storms, just him and Matt and their tiny boat. Phoebe learned to work a reel and wouldn't pass up any chances to touch fish scales or swing a lure into your back. We added a new guy to the family and brought him along with us. His name is Wilbur and he's been the sweetest puppy you could ask for...a real fine fit. 

Mackinac Island


We took a day last week to sneak away from fishing and drive up the coast to Mackinac Island. All accidentally dressed in blue (typical), we did all the best kinds of touristy family things...eating hotdogs on the beach while Phoebe tried to kill seagulls, renting bikes to ride along the water, ice cream and people watching, visiting fudge shops and magic shops and romanticizing a life lived on such an island (there's a library on the beach!). It was a really beautiful day, and although I think everyone prefers the slow and steadiness of being on the lake fishing, it was nice to have a new adventure together...carving out a little bit of time for just the four of us.
 

floodwaters


We just got back from a week away with family in northern Michigan, fishing the floodwaters and celebrating Matt and his twin brother Todd's birthday. This place is really special to Matt's family, steeped with lots of tradition, and it's been really wonderful sharing it together and also with Max's dad and 2nd mama (our Jess and Sara)...and this year with Max's nana and papaw (Jesse's parents) in tow as well. One big beautiful mash of a family filling up on chilly mornings and Scrabble afternoons, swaying together in metal boats on calmest water--big family dinners and bunk bed nights and the craziest sky full of stars that you'll ever meet.

By the end of the week, Phoebe girl had made peace with the hot pink life jacket that she hated so much and Max had prided himself in trying and almost catching every species of fish in the water. These kinds of days away from home are the best kind for stirring up and easing down a restless summer soul...a reminder that a shaded hammock and a good climbing tree can trump just about anything.


cast and reel


hoping you all had a long and lovely labor day weekend. we sneaked away north for a few days to breathe in new air and fish the days away with family. northern michigan is just the most peaceful place...chilled foggy mornings and still afternoons and eat-your-heart-out sunsets and stars at night. bee poked fish eyes and max perfected his walkie-talkie voice and i think we all got lost a little in the sweet and slow pace of things. we came home with the sniffles and a new readiness to conquer this new season. three cheers for september! (bee and i found red fallen leaves on the ground yesterday while out on a walk...summer came and went so quickly here...)

the fishing hole


it's been a tradition for matt's mama's family to travel north to hillman, michigan to fish at fletcher's pond once a year. they've been doing it for decades now...starting when his mama was a little girl. this was me and max's first year going...and our very first fishing trip ever.
i was a little bit nervous, not knowing what kind of fisherman i would be. but the week turned out to be so much more than fishing...it was seeing sunrises and sunsets, family dinners around the table, evening hammock naps by the water, getting dirty without a care, watching my little guy gain a whole new confidence and sense of self. but more than anything it was about being together. totally present with one another.
i could go for another week of that soon soon soon.
matt and his twin brother todd were the best fishing teachers...me and max were real pros by the end of the week. or anyways, we had a wonderful time. even if we did catch more weeds than fish.
this is my northern pike! my very first catch.
i was going to name it and give it a back story until i finished reeling it in...and realized that pike don't like names. or back stories. they only like having scary teeth and squealing the worst sounding squeals and violently flopping about.
(and yes, that is a complete over-exaggeration...but this is my one and only big fish story...so...)
the incredible mr. limpet (i named him anyways) was too small to be a keeper so we kindly threw him back...back to live at coney island and help win WWII.
don knotts would surely not approve.

it was a beautiful trip...northern michigan is really something!
the stars are bigger than any i've ever seen before.
and the world gained a couple of new fisherman...

p.s. max wanted to tell you all a little bit about his trip!

from mr. max...dictated but not read.
matt teached me how to cast his pole. and i did learn how to cast his pole. when i went on the boat on my last day i caught a bass. and me and matt and todd and me and my mom we were so excited that i caught my first bass! and my mom caught a northern pike. and matt caught two bass. and i missed the place that i spent the day with. i can't wait to go there again next year. and i hope everybody that's already living there has a great time.

xoxo

gold coast


we're back safe and sound from our michigan getaway.
thank you all so so much for the well-wishing!
it was a beautiful, peaceful, fill your lungs with good air, lay back and rest kind of week away...everything a vacation should be! lots of driving, eating new foods...taking in new sights, sleeping in bunk beds, and sunburnt shoulders.
monday, max and i kicked off our vacation with a day trip to new buffalo with my amy and austin. the beaches there are as lovely as brown sugar...and the water and waves of lake michigan had us all fooled. it's as close to the ocean as a midwestern gal can get...


happy happy monday, loves!
and hello to you, august! you always seem to show up a little bit too early...but we're going to keep carrying on anyway.
i'll be back tomorrow with pictures from our fishing trip. 
here's the good news...i caught my first fish! 
the bad news? it screamed at me. hissed really. either way i turned into a real girl about it.

xoxo

waves and sand

dear lake michigan, 
they tell us you're not the ocean, but we're convinced otherwise.

happy friday, loves!
i'll be back monday with lots of big fish stories and pictures to match.
i can't wait to sit and catch up on what you all have been up to this week!

xoxo