Sorry to post another segment without pictures. I have LOTS of pictures, of Brevoort Lake, in the Hiawatha National Forest, and of Mackinac Island. I just can’t get them to load onto my blog just now.

But I thought I would post briefly to say that my activities might be a bit curtailed for a while. Stepping out of a neighbor’s spiffy camper van, I didn’t quite connect with the running board step and went down like the proverbial sack of potatoes (no graceful fall for this girl). I landed hard on my left elbow and side, knocking the wind right out of me. The family whose camper I’d been admiring were very concerned, of course, hovering about with cautionary advice, and offering to help me back up after the few minutes it took me to breathe normally again.

All while Russ, packing up in our site next door, was completely oblivious. Even Moe, who was with me, was more interested in following their golden retriever around than in what had happened to his mom.

Anyway, we had to leave that morning, so I hitched the camper, drove Russ over the Mackinaw Bridge and down to his campsite at Wilderness State Park, and then drove myself 60 miles to my camp at Otsego Lake, set up camp, and fed Moe before stopping to assess my condition.

Some Ibuprofen made it possible to sleep. I called Jeff (my M.D. brother) in the morning and determined that I probably hadn’t broken a rib, or at least not badly, but that I was definitely going to be sore for a while (and have some lovely bruises).

So for the non, I am taking a leisurely approach to life. The weather, thank God, is conducive to sitting in the shade or the sun, whichever you prefer, and just watching the lake. Also catching up on some needlework. Moe doesn’t seem to mind the inactivity, especially since he got one of his favorite long-lasting chew bones.

Pictures to follow (I promise!)