6 posts tagged lake michigan
Sometimes my favorite sort of day is a grey day. Quiet and lethargic, grey days suite me very well. In the summertime when we have a grey day, I am particularly happy because it reminds me that winter will be here soon enough.
And the cold, snowy, curl your toes under an afghan and sip on hot cocoa type grey day is my favorite.
As a little girl, I had this awesome “reading” poster on my bedroom wall of Molly McIntire curled up on a chair in a flannel shirt and cuffed jeans reading a book. Outside of her window, it poured rain and the sky was dismally grey. The text below said “The timeless pastime of American Girls” (reading, that is). If you don’t know who Molly McIntire is, well, take a moment and educate yourself.
I loved that poster. I longed for days when I looked out the window to see the same grey day that Molly had. Now, along with longing for those grey days, I hope that said grey day will come at a time when I can actually curl up with a good book. Most of the time, whether it’s a grey or sunny day, my to-do list is too long to do what Molly does.
If I’m not on the elliptical, flying in a plane, or soaking the rays on the beach, I don’t exactly read anymore. Not “sit on the computer and read blog posts” reading. Not “cnn.com articles that Alex leaves up for me on the laptop” reading. I mean “really dig your soul into a hardback book until you reach the very last page” reading. Yes, I can’t remember the last time I read like Molly McIntire.
Better yet, I can’t remember the last time I spent an entire grey day doing grey day worthy activities. There’s always a prescription to pick up, laundry to fold, a bill to pay…. oh it goes on and on. I don’t like it.
I hope you have grey days. In fact, I hope the next grey day you have can be filled with grey day worthy activities. Perhaps where you live, and what you do, makes it easier than it is for me. If that is the case, have a grey day for me. Just, please, do me a favor and don’t read 50 Shades of Grey on that particular day. I like Southern Gothic literature the best.
Perhaps I’ll have a grey day soon, too. You’ll find me in my worn-out leather chair reading To Kill a Mockingbird for the millionth time. Hardback version, not on the Kindle. Until then, here’s hoping you look out your window and see the color grey.
P.S. These photos were taken in Ludington, Michigan. This pier holds a very special place in my heart. Every summer evening while at our cottage, we’d come into town with my Grandpa Colin to watch the S.S. Badger unload it’s Wisconsin visitors and head back on its’ way across Lake Michigan. Then, we could go get dinner. Nowadays, it takes a grey day to slow our family down enough to wait for the S.S. Badger. Grandpa Colin has dementia now, but he still remembers our visits to the pier. Some things are just impossible to forget.