Tuesday, August 28, 2012
My dad was a college chemistry professor and when I was a kid he taught classes on water chemistry at the Central Michigan University Biological Station on Beaver Island. Here the kids of the professors all got a chance to play and be underfoot in the labs. We ate in the cafeteria with the college students and had sand everywhere from the beach. One particular biology professor was quite the instigator and was always trying to get me to take critters back to our cabin, including snakes and frogs.
My family owns a piece of property that we've had through at least a few generations now. I never know quite how to describe it but it is essentially our own area of woods and lake. This is where I learned to fish and row a boat. It is where my cousin and I would sit still in the water and see if the baby fish would come nibble our toes. It is also where we can sit out on a clear night and see the stars and listen to the lullaby sung by the frogs.
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