So leave it to my hubby to find yet another hornets nest.
Old wives take (because I becoming that expert in hornets) if the nest is low hanging then the winter will be hard. Well this is yet another low hanging one.
These little buggers are very mean. They attacked the flames and even the window. Sherries plan worked flawlessly.
The rain did not damper Lucy's spirit but a bath did.
So back in July hubby and I found the Michigan Flywheelers. He was dying to go back and see the swap meet. His desire is to find an old hit and miss motor that is small so we can make ice cream with it.
The start of the day trip lead to blue skies. Hubby days it's only beautiful weather in Michigan.
The good ol oil puller provided a ride to weary people
I got to hear and see the Funk in motion!
Simple but man did things run back in the day.
People were very proud of their equipment. There were things there that I didn't know still existed.
This is the perfect size for what we want.
After a great morning of tractors we hit some cider!
Back to Virtue were we got to your the cider house, never in a million years would I have imagined this building is two stories underground.
My favorite cider from here is the mitten. It's placed in the bourbon oak barrels up top there to give the cider that sweet honey tone that takes me back to Kentucky.
Another close for cider is McIntosh. Had to get a cider doughnut!
Only in Michigan do you step back into the industrial revolution to then go to the coastal life.
Got to go seen the St. Joe lighthouse first.
Sunset was a sweet pizza but no sweet view as a family decided to stand right in front of me out of 50 yards of clear space they chose in front of me. Oh well enjoy the pizza. My favorite is the undertow with mushrooms.
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