Preserves and jams served at breakfast time come straight from the root cellar behind Aunt Lucille's house. The Asparagus we enjoy at dinner is locally grown.
We spend our days in Muskegon doing simple things, like walking down the dirt road in the morning, climbing sand dunes by the Lake Michigan shoreline and playing games beneath the giant trees in the front yard.
The little swimming lake we visited this morning looked like a mighty fine place to fish. Maybe next time we'll tote a boat of some sort atop the car.