My wife Jean and I on our cabin deck overlooking the valley.

Oh, I could not get this buck to talk with me.

Jean and her daughter Erica. Erica expertly perfomed a piece from a Beethoven sonata at her college graduation recital at Kalamazoo College.

Our garden at the cabin--early spring. I fear my lovely wife is quite garden-mad--if she could, she would fill the place to over-flowing with all types of ornamental plants, whereas I prefer fruit trees and vegetables.

Carmelita and me. This was before Jean and I married--the cat had already won me over.

As a young man I was a dog lover, but now I have lost it, as my wife had a cat of all the creatures. To my dismay, I have grown very fond of her cat, Carmelita. This purr machine even appropriates my chair, plus she's a trophy mouse killer---she thinks.

Snow--not an uncommon sight hereabouts.

At the top of Bear Mountain. Lake Superior is in the background. I was about to bite into an orange I'd carried up as refreshment after the strenuous trek up.

Posing with a cooperative red pine. Notice how sweaty I am from the climb.