Cheers to the crew who replaced the footbridge at the Albert A. White Memorial Park in East Lansing, Michigan.
It looks safe and sturdy and builds on the previously existing walkway, which had fallen apart. Improvements like this contribute to a sense of the park being cared for, and are likely to reinforce efforts to reduce littering and vandalism, one hopes.
The big project in the park is dredging the pond. Is there any group or effort afoot to dredge the pond? But well done to the construction crew. It was a desperately needed improvement.
There is hardly a more American breakfast imaginable that at The Golden Harvest in Lansing, Michigan. One feature of the experience is the necessity of waiting 15-more minutes in the cold to get in the door. We had the best seats in the restaurant, right behind the short order cook, whole was the most skilled multi-tasker I’ve seen in years. Don’t miss the breakfast you’ll never forget.
A elderly woman was sitting next to my daughter on a train to London, asking another passenger if he was a publisher. No, he wasn’t but he inquired about why she asked. Not surprisingly, she said she was writing a book. More endearing was her explanation that she had finished the book, but the publisher she approached said she needed to ‘type it up’. I so much hope she can find someone to type her book in this digital era, and that she types it up on a computer and not a typewriter.
Still, like taking the first wave, getting started in the hardest part. Good for her.
I’m back. I’ve survived a huge metaphorical wave that took Wiping Out with Dignity out of commission for a long time. Hoping to return to service, helping myself to put the everyday trials and tribulations of the world into the perspective of a surfing philosophy.
You’ll me happy to know that my rescue dog is alive and well and too inland at the moment to watch the surfers.