Michigan is Mike. It’s a twinkly-eyed man in the grocery store. It’s an offer of the perfect couch. It’s middle America at it’s best… 10 grandchildren, a baseball game, manicured lawns and freshly painted fences. Michigan is friendly strangers who become family. It’s home-cooked pies, scrapbooks and pickle-ball. It’s a fridge full of freezies, known in Michigan as Popsicles. It’s comforting conversation and it’s liberty amongst the conservatives. It’s diners and it’s free breakfasts. Michigan is better roads and wider shoulders. Sometimes, it’s winds from the South. It’s sunshine through the clouds and warm summer days. It’s blueberry farms and freshly picked strawberries. It’s wild Lake Michigan and it’s sandy beaches. It’s free beer and it’s locally brewed. It’s long stretches of paved bike path. It’s blossoming art centers and fun festivals. Michigan is marvelous!
“You never feel better than when you start feeling good after you’ve been feeling bad” – William Least Heat Moon