As the leaves burst into flaming shades of scarlet and of titian then quickly fade to russet and begin to fall, the bittersweet season of autumn is upon us once more. One by one, our friends and neighbors shutter their cottages, and with the wind at their backs, they hurry away to a more hospitable view.
In Mackinaw, on the Island and at all points north, most of the stores and restaurants are doing the same. Yesterday was the last hurrah for many. I wonder—frankly astonished, even stymied—at their closing so early this year. The Straits area was packed with visitors over this past weekend, but no matter...they're closing just the same. With so many unemployment extensions in place, I guess they figure, "Why not?". They'll easily make ends meet until May.
For the next two weeks we'll be rockin', picking up all the business they turned their nose up at, and we'll be happy to take in their share. Job security. I couldn't keep my health insurance, otherwise—unemployment sure wouldn't pay the bill. Maybe I should ask some of them how they manage, for they must certainly know something that I don't know.
If I do find out, perhaps at this time next year my entry here will be posted from Florida.
... And won't reek to high heaven of the sour grapes we're left to harvest each fall. :/
~ Robin
In Mackinaw, on the Island and at all points north, most of the stores and restaurants are doing the same. Yesterday was the last hurrah for many. I wonder—frankly astonished, even stymied—at their closing so early this year. The Straits area was packed with visitors over this past weekend, but no matter...they're closing just the same. With so many unemployment extensions in place, I guess they figure, "Why not?". They'll easily make ends meet until May.
For the next two weeks we'll be rockin', picking up all the business they turned their nose up at, and we'll be happy to take in their share. Job security. I couldn't keep my health insurance, otherwise—unemployment sure wouldn't pay the bill. Maybe I should ask some of them how they manage, for they must certainly know something that I don't know.
If I do find out, perhaps at this time next year my entry here will be posted from Florida.
... And won't reek to high heaven of the sour grapes we're left to harvest each fall. :/
~ Robin
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