Two Stories

OK, I am back.

My family had a get-together in Ludington, Michigan.  Ludington was named after the Luddites who settled there in the mid-1800s.

They cut down the White Pine, milled them into lumber that later burned in the Chicago fire.  They stayed to plant orchards and catch fish.

My brother who is the accountant visited Mackinac (pronounced "Mack-in-awe") Island just before the family event.  He shared this picture which was taken Thursday.

Snow drift approximately 10 feet tall as of May 15.  According to my brother, the locals are calling it two stories tall because it spans the semi-buried floor and goes half way up the next story.

Prevailing winds are from the west-southwest and there is over eighty miles of open water (or ice) upwind of the island.

That equates to a mind-blowing amount of snow.