tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post498206258449580155..comments2024-03-26T03:46:04.937-07:00Comments on Books in Northport: Third Saturday in August, LeelanauP. J. Grathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-77412791934316512802008-08-19T10:28:00.000-07:002008-08-19T10:28:00.000-07:00As for that big white tent, my first thought was a...As for that big white tent, my first thought was a wedding, then the Conservancy, and it turns out it was probably a wedding, after all. Well, beautiful for that, too!P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-59936459255025643262008-08-18T18:14:00.000-07:002008-08-18T18:14:00.000-07:00August is peak time for sturgeon fishing. November...August is peak time for sturgeon fishing. November full moon is named for beaver, as that's the time to trap them.P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-91325286542549494532008-08-18T08:49:00.000-07:002008-08-18T08:49:00.000-07:00This month's full moon is the Sturgeon Moon. But w...This month's full moon is the Sturgeon Moon. But why?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-18696151642646267262008-08-17T12:41:00.000-07:002008-08-17T12:41:00.000-07:00Someone at the bakery this morning described to me...Someone at the bakery this morning described to me the full moon off Northport Point last night. Glad so many people made the most of it.P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-50326121168782652862008-08-17T11:28:00.000-07:002008-08-17T11:28:00.000-07:00Late on Saturday, after the poetry, we sat around ...Late on Saturday, after the poetry, we sat around the dying fire at Stone Circle as the full moon rose over the maples. Piles of clouds moved past, and when they were gone, the whole meadow was bathed in silver. Harley, who is a very good dog, came out to say hello, pet me, thank you for coming, it's time to go home now. And so I did.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com