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Early Morning Cafe Style. . .

 

A bit chilly here in Mid-Michigan this morning (it's 6:59am currently), so out came the 15+  year old rugby top from Land's End, or L.L. Bean, made and sold when they were still quite heavy material.  It's beginning to fray a bit around the cuffs, but otherwise the shirt continues to hold up well, albeit a bit faded in places.  

The Young Master finishes school for the summer -- He'll be in the 8th Grade in the fall and nearing his 14th birthday! -- so my early morning forays out into the world away from home will come to an end for a few months until my own academic year cranks into gear once again in late August.  But, lots of interesting, even fun stuff will be happening there in addition to the usual teaching duties.  

In the meantime, however, we've got  the summer ahead of us with a couple of trips planned for Northern Michigan later in June and July.  The Young Master has a week of overnight summer camp coming up (a first), the Grand Duchess heads off to Germany for 10 days later this morning for a quick research trip, and her parents visit in August with yet another visit to the Upper Peninsula in store for wife/daughter, grandchild, and grandparents.  

Yours truly, will sit that one out and enjoy a week of absolute peace and quite at Totleigh-in-the-Wold with the cats. 

In any case, a full couple of months over and above the usual lawn and garden games, which I actually kind of enjoy.  Who would have thought?  But when things finally begin coming together outside, the results are worth all of the effort necessary each spring to get lawn, beds, and pots into shape.

-- Heinz-Ulrich



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